The Motherhood Delusion

[SantaLucia]

A thread to safely house all the thoughts that you are ashamed to admit. Example:

Why did we have children?

When does it all become worth it?

The day my child was born was NOT the best day of my life (it was my wedding) and I absolutely remember the pain and the boredom of being in hospital.

I can't be bothered reading about child development.

The health visitor is not worth a trip in the rain with a sleeping baby.

Thank goodness I'm over that "newborn" stage. Roll on year 5!

1. LOVE them to the moon and back and beyond infinity.
2. Due to 1) spend most of my time as a stressed, worried and exhausted wreck.
3. Desperately want some of my life back, the odd 10 mins here and there would be nice.
4. Can't wait ti'l they're 18 but not looking forward to being 50. 5)Wonder how young and beautiful I would look if I'd not had children

Why do you want to cuddle them so much after you've spent 40 mins putting them to bed

I'm fed up with picking things up off the floor constantly

I'm fed up with 'putting things in bags all the time. Mostly because I can never be bothered to unpack them, so my house is full of bags from various trips out, and I can never find anything

Sometimes get fed up with hearing 'mam, mam, maaaaam, mam' all day long. Feels like I'm being pecked to death ny chickens

Always muttering obscenities under my breath. Sometimes over my breath too

God, yes, I'm constantly counting how many years til they are 18....12 years to go...but I'll be 54 by then....if I make it that far.

I can totally relate to the feeling of being pecked to death, that describes the constant demanding perfectly.

I do love my DC's, but in hindsight I think I would be more suited to being an auntie rather than a mother.

Have just read this honest and funny thread ..wanted to re start as may be a good read .

Good call Sugar4eva! Reading this has made me laugh out loud.

Yesterday I was thinking that living with my toddler is like being in an abusive relationship...we love each other but he doesn't treat me right!

Cheers jorior: I just thought it touching , funny and real!

I'm glad you restarted this thread so I could read it and realise that I am not an evil woman for sometimes thinking WTF have we done. DS is only 8 weeks old I should still be loving this, I really am an awful Mum

Ahh I love this thread....I think I may have been on it back in 2008....will have a look and see if I still feel the same now we have another child!

Thing I really hate is little annoyances that rule your life, like when I run out of sanitary towels. I can't just pop to the chemist around the corner to pick some up which would take 5 mins- OH NO... I have to time it all around DS2's nap time, meal times etc etc, wrestle with him to get his coat and shoes on. Shoehorn him into the pushchair and keep describing everything we see on the way to stop him from whinging, whilst timing it all around DS1's school pickups and drop off times. I just need some GOD DAMN SANITARY TOWELS!!! Little things like this that no one ever tells you about. Before kids, I imagined, naively it would be easy to transport these little angelic children around with me wherever and whenever I wanted. PAH! The reality is just so different. I also thought I'd enjoy playing with them...I don't at all. I love talking to them (especially DS1 as he's getting older and more interesting) but playing, I seem to have forgotten how to do it .

I hate all forms of violence but the one phrase that gives me the urge to poke someone in the eye is "just trust your instincts".

maybe I am some weird anomaly of the human race as I don't feel I have any!

people who say make the most of them being a baby as these are the most precious moments make me think I'm some kind of weirdo. but then I wonder that they think if they say it enough times they willactually believe it themselves. I can't wait until he's weaned just so I don't have steralise anymore sodding bottles!

This was one of the first MN threads I ever read, back in 2008, when DS1 was a baby. It's been 5 years and yet phrases from this thread still spring into my head when I'm having difficulty juggling work, children and home.

I missed suddenly losing my identity. No longer being Ohwhat witchery but being dc's mum.
And whisper this. ..just because you gave birth to them and you love them, sometimes you really don't like them.

The newborn stage is bloody shattering. DCs start to get interesting at 5 weeks when they smile. They get more fun the older they get. Once they can sit up unaided things look up dramatically!

I remember sitting on the stairs when twin ds were finally asleep, ds one was watching thomas the cunting tank engine for the thousandth time and the Ballad of Lucy Jordan came on the radio. I fucking cried for hours.