For the zillionth time since blogging, I had an “Oh my god, it’s not just me!” moment recently, when Meagan from The Mum Project said this to me;
“I don’t think I am a newborn kind of mom … I’m more like a five-year-old kind of mom!”
That’s the beauty of blogging – there are actually people saying all of the things you’ve been secretly thinking for ages!
Babies Are Quite Boring
So here’s the thing – I think babies are boring. Yes, they’re cute, and I’ve spent as many hours as the next mama staring at my newborn kids, but to be honest with you after the novelty wore off they just became pretty mundane. I get that sounds really harsh, and I kind of feel awful even as I type it and read it back.
It’s no secret that days spent with babies can be extremely tough. Keeping them suitably occupied is just one of the many things I, like a lot of other parents, find really hard sometimes. Peek-a-boo gets old, and repetitive baby games are just that – repetitive!
It Takes A Few Months
It’s not really until the kids have started to properly interact with me and other adults and children that I’ve begun to really enjoy them. Wills has just started doing this thing where every time he grunts he expects you to clap or smack the table, which in turn makes him laugh uncontrollably. As a result, I feel much less ridiculous making stupid noises at him now that he is responding, compared to a few weeks ago when I was just making noise for the sake of it and getting nothing back.
You know that feeling when you’re half way through a story or joke, and as you look at the faces staring back at you it dawns upon you that they are not quite feeling your vibe, and you’re definitely going to finish on a bit of a deadpan moment. That’s what it feels like to play with a baby who gives you nothing back.
The Toddler Years
I feel like when Amelia hit the toddler years that was when I really came into my own as a mother. Suddenly she was this person with interests that we could explore, a massive personality, likes and dislikes, and a wicked laugh! The older she gets, the more fun it becomes (as well as more challenging!) I could fill a entire blog purely with quotes from my 3-year-old! She regularly tells me that I’m “hilarious, mummy” (because obviously I totally am) and has just started using some ingenious methods to try to persuade me that her way is the right way, like this a couple of weeks ago;
“If you want to make me pancakes for breakfast, Mum, you can. Or you can’t. It’s your choice. Choose! Pick a hand” *holds out hands*
Every Day Is A New Day
There have been stages of both Amelia and Wills’ childhoods so far when literally every day has brought something new and amazing for us to marvel at, but these stages have definitely been more prevalent as Amelia has gotten older. As her language has developed and she has gained the ability to hold a conversation, to understand reason (and argument, obvs), and as her personality truly begins to shine through I enjoy her more and more.
What do you think? Am I truly a harsh mummy, or have you enjoyed your kids more as they have gotten older too?