So this won’t come as a surprise to any of the mommies out there, but it might to those of you that haven’t yet experienced parenthood… motherhood is messy. Not messy in the “I constantly have an unknown substance on my right shoulder” way, although that’s true too. It’s messy in the “I can’t find anything because it’s buried under this mess” way. I used to consider myself a fairly organized person. Nine months of pregnancy and six months of motherhood have changed all that. Now my desk looks like it was abandoned years ago (you can see the evidence in the picture below) and the thought of organizing it can quite literally bring tears to my eyes.
Motherhood has also made a mess of my wardrobe, hair and makeup. Sometimes walking by a mirror will cause me to stop and do a double take… not because I look so good, but because sometimes I don’t even recognize myself anymore. I can’t remember the last time I actually made a full effort at putting on makeup. My daily wardrobe resembles that of a glorified ragamuffin and I made the mistake of opting for a “mommy friendly” hair cut when Lily was just a month or so old. I sure wish I could go back to that day and stop my hairdresser about half way through my daring pixie cut. The cut I ended up with looks a little more boyish than I was hoping for. But at least when Lily grabs it there’s less of it to grab onto!
I could go on and on about the other “messes” that come with motherhood. Here are just a few that I’ve encountered; mind-messiness (walking in to a room and not remembering what you went in there for, forgetting names, dates and places you’ve known forever, leaving food in the microwave for hours, leaving clothes in the wash machine for days), car-messiness, home-messiness (it’s practically impossible to contain the explosion of toys, clothes, diapering accessories and food that come with babies) and general appearance messiness.
Now don’t get me wrong… I love motherhood. I can’t imagine a more rewarding experience… and my little one is just six months old. The messiness of motherhood on the other-hand is a whole different story.
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