The “A Mother’s Body” project is a photography project aiming to normalize, highlight and celebrate mothers’ bodies of all sizes, shapes and stages of motherhood.
Welcome to Year 3!
No one prepares you for the kind of exhausted and frazzled you feel when you’re home with your first baby. When George was born, I felt a huge amount of anxiety. I saw mess where there wasn’t any, tried to keep the laundry basket and sink empty. I breastfed for 6 months (it hurt), I bottle fed (he hated every bottle I tried), and he was a terrible sleeper (Is he sick? Is this colic? Is he too warm or cold? Is it too early to start the day?) You question every little thing you do! Is he teething? When did I give Tylenol last? Am I giving too much Tylenol? Is it time to start solids? Am I brushing his teeth enough? Do you have to floss them? Some days were just overwhelming.
I called my mom a lot in those first few months. Morning, noon, and night. Sometimes just to talk to another human that wasn’t crying. Sometimes to get her to come hold him while I took a much-needed bath, or rock and sing to him when he was inconsolable. I would go stay the night at her house just so that I could get a little rest, or eat a meal that didn’t consist of a granola bar and coffee.
I don’t know what I would have done without my mother. But because of her, I was (and am) able to re-group, put on my big-girl pants, and parent whole-heartedly. I thrive on providing for my son, and try to teach him how to be a good person. He is so vibrant and happy; he’s turned me into a morning person, because I can’t wait to start the day with him. It’s easier to go full-tilt into motherhood when you know you have back-up from a seasoned pro. I only hope I can provide George with that kind of support if he gives me grandchildren one day.
Thank you Rebecca (and George) for sharing your story!