By Khaula Mazhar
Motherhood is not easy. It is not easy to be mom of one nor is it easy to be mom of five. There is however, a certain number of children where it becomes easier to let go and just roll with it, mainly because you have no choice and learned that stressing isn’t going to get anything done. I put that number at three. With kid number three, you wonder why you ever worried about maintaining lego-less floors or taking a shower. Whoever is walking on the floor should watch out for himself and baby powder is essentially dry shampoo for moms who haven’t had the luxury of a shower for days on end.
I confess I am that mom, I feel no shame admitting this. Shame went out the window with the birth of middle child, and with the birth of twin 1 and twin 2 last bits of sanity joined my sense of propriety. Those are now long gone, and I don’t regret it one bit. If anything life becomes easier when you lose your mind, insanity does have a touch of genius to it. Besides that, for some mysterious reason crazy, shameless mom is way cooler than well organized, prim and proper, perfect mom.
My advice plus confessions to you as a “been there, done that and have survived so far mom” are as follows (BOGO in shopspeak):
1. Your first child will always be the lab rat. Stop feeling guilty about it, you are doing the best you can. What’s the worst that can happen? Never mind, don’t answer that.
2. Your second child was born to whine, it’s a default of being second. Do not be blackmailed by that whining, know that they are just as guilty as their elder sibling. Cotton dipped in olive oil make for good ear plugs if the howling gets too loud. Also keeps your ears clean, and well you know how long it’s been since you last showered, so yeah.
3. We all forget middle child. They end up being the best of the lot, so don’t sweat it. However if you drop them off at their friend’s, it would be a good idea to pick them up, preferably on the same day. Or… eventually. But hey we all need a break sometimes right?
4. I have thrown belongings out the front door when not picked up after I asked several times.
5. I still have baby powder in the house, even though no kid is under the age of eight. Baby powder can be used for unwashed hair, sweaty kids who refuse to shower, inside of smelly joggers, to sprinkle over the liquidy gunk and hairballs the cat coughed up, freshen up a kid after they throw up etc etc. Baby powder is pure magic.
6. There were some clothing items that kid 1 through 5 wore. Yes I believe in hand me downs.
7. I have fallen asleep with three small kids in my lap/arms. You should condition yourself to sleep in any situation, no mercy for the fussy sleepers.
8. I turn leftovers into “fresh” dinners. You should too, and never let anyone know you used leftovers!
9. I let the kids have cake for breakfast once. I slept in. No guilt at all, we were all happy.
10. Should such a situation arise, I will let them have cake for breakfast again.
11. If you forget to wash gym clothes, just throw them in the dryer with fabric softener sheets and hope for the best. Also works with kids’ underwear. Just don’t tell them you forgot to wash the clothes.
12. I reuse my fabric softener sheets. Several times.
13. I always have a secret stash of chocolate just for me.
14. I guard that stash like a dragon.
15. My purse contains every child’s belongings and none of my own.
16. I can quote anything from “My Little Pony.”
17. Plastic bags are a good way to catch vomit in a moving car. Always have a good supply.
18. The bathroom is the first place they look for you, try hiding in the garage instead. It’ll buy you at least seven minutes alone.
19. Don’t go on Pinterest, those are all LIES! No one can do all that! It is just another Big Pharma tactic to make you take anti-depressants!
20. Love those little buggers, smother them with kisses and hugs, enjoy every second of this time with them, it goes too fast! Don’t regret any thing!
What confessions do you have?
About the Author
Khaula Mazhar, author of Mama Loves Me, has written for Dawn Pakistan and now bestows her wisdom upon the world at her blog. Last time she counted she had five kids, however the vast amount of laundry has given her doubts. This is a cause of constant distraction as she tries to finish writing the next NYT best-seller.