Even when the newness of motherhood has started to fade into a blur of appointments and bottles and diapers and flailing little limbs… moms matter.
It might sound a little ridiculous, but it’s true – there are a lot of things that I genuinely miss about being pregnant. Swollen limbs, morning sickness, and back pain are certainly not among them, but so many other parts of pregnancy were wonderful and amazing.
There was always a sense of compassion and helpfulness when I ventured out into the world as a pregnant woman. There was a sense of genuine concern and wonder. How far along are you? When is the baby due? Boy or girl? Even for an introvert like myself who keeps many things very close to the hip, the genuine interest in what I was doing and how I was feeling as I waddled along in public places was strangely satisfying.
Sometimes, it feels as though the world sort of forgets about you as soon as you are no longer the vessel carrying the precious child you have brought into the world. It feels as though the world forgets that there are days you wake up in a body you might no longer recognize and that you no longer feel belongs wholly to you.
So much stock is placed in the idea of bouncing back and going back to normal – going back to work, losing the baby fat, being able to drink again. But people – even those who have gone through pregnancy themselves – often forget that you will never physically or emotionally feel quite the same after becoming a mother. You can feel good again. Great, even.
Just never the same.
This is why when I come across friends who are pregnant, or others who have older children, I remind myself to always extend the benefit of kindness. I remind myself how cold the world can sometimes feel when you think it has taken a sudden disinterest in your well-being after you have safely delivered your little one into the world.
I remind myself constantly that moms matter. Even when the newness of motherhood has started to fade into a blur of appointments and bottles and diapers and flailing little limbs, even far beyond when the little lives we bring into this world begin to develop into their own independent selves… moms matter.