Recently, I’ve been able to connect with other mamas like me….mothers of 3 plus kiddos.
And it’s been great.
I find myself in a different place in motherhood than I once was, and I love being able to connect with other mamas that “get it”.
But, in finding myself in these new places and people I am meeting, I am reminded about something…..something that has been on my mind and heart for sometime.
You see….I used to be a mother of a singleton only child for eight years.
When I would meet or encounter another mama with several kiddos, or {gasp} a group of mothers with several kiddos, I always, always, felt out of place. Like the odd one out and most definitely the one that didn’t “get it”. Or so I perceived these other mamas to look or think of me that way.
They might not have. Or even intended to imply that….but I felt it.
I felt it every time I got asked “how many kids do you have?”, or got the response of “oh, you ONLY have ONE?”. I remember feeling like I could never have a bad day or a frustrating day and I certainly could never ever share it with a group of moms that looked at me like I had three heads for saying so.
Because, I only had ONE child….how hard could it possibly BE for me???
And if I did share, I pretty much always would get the “one up” response. Because having one child couldn’t possibly be like the person with 3 boys, or 5 kids, or 2 or….
But now? I’m on the other end of the spectrum. I have 4 kiddos. And they range in age from 11yrs-1yr. And all this also happened in less than two years. I went from a singleton only mama, to the mother of two when we brought home our second child through adoption. I then had an 8 yr old and a 4 yr old.
From the outside and those that didn’t know us as an “adoptive family”, we seemed like the typical family of 4.
Then the unexpected surprise that we were expecting TWINS happened.
I know.
And suddenly, I find myself fitting into the mommy circles of 4 or more kiddos and when I meet a mommy of one or two, I once again feel out of place because of the looks of “wow. you have your hands full!”.
Yes, I do.
But, here is what I have to say about this. How I really, truly feel about whether you are a mother of 4 or more, or one.
It. Is. Hard.
If you happen to by a mommy of one precious kiddo….don’t devalue your parenting. Just don’t do that to yourself.
There are going to be hard days. And this is new for you and your child….each phase is. And it is OK to have hard days. I know and I’ve been there.
Because this is all you know. And when my oldest, and for eight years only child, was a baby and my husband had a long work commute AND was getting his masters degree…there were many, many long days and nights. And I was brand new at this whole mom thing.
One day, I think he was around 4-ish months old and we were both having a hard day…..I looked at him, us both crying, and said “I know. I know you are new at this whole being a baby thing. And I am new at this whole being a mom thing…..let’s give each other a little grace okay?”.
Because reality was, I had no freaking clue what I was doing.
I had hard days. And if you are a new mama of one, it’s OK to have those. And it’s OK to say something. I won’t look at you like you have three heads. Promise.
I might hug you though. And offer you a coffee.
And if you are a mother of one who’s child very precious only child just started pre-school or kindergarten….it’s OK to cry big, huge tears. And yes, it does feel differently when those firsts are also lasts.
Ironically, I’ve done that twice already. Each time not knowing there was going to be a next. And I will do it a third time with my twin babies.
{but I cannot talk about that too much or I will CRY}
And for those mamas of us out there with 2 or 3 or 4 or more….let’s give those mamas of one kiddo some encouragement. We all have hard days and sometimes we just need a little dose of encouragement.