The Family Hack cast will be adding a new mystery character sometime next spring (i.e. we’re pregnant!). We are still in the midst of feeling tired, apprehensive, daunted and nauseous, but with any luck, those feelings will pass sometime in the next 18-20 years.
All the excitement does have us thinking about what we love and don’t love quite so much about being parents, so I compiled this little list about my love/hate relationship with motherhood. Don’t take it all too seriously, and be sure to leave us comments when you think up your own personal additions to the list.
We’ve also recently found out that our friend Jen from JenTheMom.com is also expecting so head over there and give her some love.
LOVE: The baby smell.
LOATHE: Sticky, sticky, sticky.
LOVE: Mid-afternoon naps with my baby.
LOATHE: Getting up early.
LOVE: Being able to provide love, comfort and food with just a boob.
LOATHE: A baby crying when you can’t figure out what’s wrong.
LOVE: When my children imitate my actions.
LOATHE: When my children imitate my actions…
LOVE: My pregnant body.
LOATHE: Changing my shirt four times a day.
LOVE: Having an excuse to buy a really safe car.
LOATHE: Knowing that I won’t see the floor of my car for the next 5-10 years.
LOVE: Realizing my kids are smarter than me in some ways–and I actually get to take a little credit.
LOATHE: When they learn to work all the “child-proof” locks.
LOVE: Feeling a bond with woman all over the world and throughout history who share the experience of pregnancy and childbirth.
LOATHE: Not having time to call my friends.
LOVE: Hearing “Mama” for the first time.
LOATHE: Hearing “uh oh”.
LOVE: Getting to play.
LOATHE: When other people give my kids plastic, noisy and/or sexist crap…
LOVE: Re-reading the truly great childrens’ books.
LOATHE: Ok, maybe the 200th time through “Goodnight Moon” wasn’t really so great.
LOVE: Buying clothes with frogs and horses and spaceships on them.
LOATHE: The fact that, even though i get about 90% of my kids’ clothes used, it still seems like I spend hundreds of dollars a year on socks (wtf?!).
LOVE: Better sex (no really).
LOATHE: Coitus interruptus and, of course, coitus too-tired to startus.
LOVE: Overhearing “my mom makes the best…”
LOATHE: Overhearing “sometimes my mom shaves her…”
LOVE: Being Santa.
LOATHE: Being the bad guy.
LOVE: The days when a kiss really does make it better.
LOATHE: Fearing the day when it takes more than a kiss — you know, when I have to bail them out of jail in the middle of the night.
LOVE: Knowing that, unlike a lot of the other jobs i’ve had, this one really matters.
LOATHE: Knowing that what i do matters. (yikes!)
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love: when my child sticks to his 8 pm bedtime.
loathe: when my child wakes up at 10 pm and won’t go back to sleep in his own bed.
aw, c’mon, you know you love saying goodnight to the bowl full of mush!
here’s one from a stepparent:
love: now someone thinks my stupid jokes are actually funny!
loathe: coming to terms with the fact that i still find toilet humor hilarious–and i can’t hide it.
love: she is so adventurous about eggplant that she pleads with her stepmom to just try it, she’ll love it!
loathe: the very next day, she decides she always hated eggplant, after dad puts it all over the pizza just for her.
love: a child’s joy to play with the household cat.
loathe: a cat’s terror at being played with by the household child.
love: it’s so nice that she enjoys early morning showers with minimal adult supervision when her best pal’s over.
loathe: two voices screaming from a small bathroom, "DAD, WE CAN’T GET THE WATER OFF, YOU NEED TO GET OUT OF BED AND HELP US!!!"
love: hearing her tell a friend, "know what? my uncle’s a PIRATE!"
loathe: hearing her tell a friend, "know what? sometimes my dad farts at the dinner table!"
Great post. FIrst time here, found you from Ree. Congrats on the new baby.
Love: When my 7 year old draws me a picture to make me feel better
Loath: That he drew me as big as a cow, and then some.
Love your blog
Love: Country living
Loath: The stupid neighbors who live a mile down from us,
Jillian
Congratulations!
Perhaps oddly, I found this post really sweet. I don’t have anything to add, but I’m expecting my first and could easily come up with a love and loath list for pregnancy!
LOVE: when we wakes up happy, yelling “Hi Daddy!”
LOATHE: when she wakes up cranky, just yelling.
Goodnight nobody.
Love: When all 3 are happy and healthy, Which is most of the time.
Loathe: The fact that I am sitting at home with 3 sick kids, one of which is 22 months old and the other 2 teenagers. They ALL have the flu. I might go crazy before this is over!