Motherhood is Not Glamorous

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Motherhood is Not Glamorous

Ari just slammed my finger in the bathroom door. Given it was an accident, but I screamed and cried. Wil was there, thank G-d. He gave me a big hug, and after he realized exactly what happened, he said:

“It’s okay babe, he didn’t mean it.”

I know he didn’t mean it. He was trying to close the bathroom door, and my finger happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. But damn! It hurt like a bitch! I was angry and I had nowhere to place that anger.

This incident got me thinking about motherhood. So much of motherhood is not glamorous. There’s various media footage (movies, TV shows, commercials etc.) that present an alternate point of view, motherhood is happy smiling babies, and stroller walks in the park on a crisp autumn day with no humidity.

So. Not. True.

Now don’t get me wrong, there are days that are good. There are days when my finger is not in the wrong place and doesn’t happen to get mangled in a door frame. But then there are days like this. Where I’m tired, I’m frazzled, I’m angry. I just want a break.

Has this ever happened to you?

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By | 2014-04-06T02:01:07+00:00 August 23rd, 2010|Rants|Comments Off on Motherhood is Not Glamorous
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