The post partum depressing baby blues have hit me pretty hard after the addition of #4. I need to talk to my doctor about getting on medication but I don't have a primary care physician and I am still sour about my birthing experience so I have no inclination (or time) to go look for one.
So get ready for an unpopular opinion that I like to think is just the depression talking but I feel the need to get out of my system:
I told this to JC last night and he responded, "You're a good mother."
I know that I am a good mother. That is not my concern. I did not say "I am a bad mother." or "I think I'm a bad mother." I SAID, "I do not like being a mom."
I don't.
I know that I am good at it. My kids are happy, healthy, smart, well cared for, loved, appreciated, and any other measurable factor that you want to put into what makes a good mother.
There are aspects of motherhood that I get some pleasure out of: I feel joy when #4 gives me a bright smiles first thing in the morning or when #3 comes running to me with a big smile when he gets up from a nap. I feel pride when I see the older ones create something new. I appreciate the opportunity to share my love of books with them.
But those are moments. And when you weigh them against all the moments I do not enjoy, they are considerably less.
Someone this last week told me that "it'll be worth it" - having kids. I've also heard that "this is the time and season". I understand that they mean well but this only diminishes my feelings, makes me feel guilty for how I feel, and adds to my depression.
Who ever said that the newborn stage is the hardest was wrong. That stage is the easiest because when you decide to have a baby, you are not just having a baby - you are creating a person. That is the hardest part: parenting a baby into an honest, kind, compassionate, and contributing member of society.
I wish that we could specialize in aspects of parenting. For example: I will take newborn to four years but after that the child is passed onto someone who specializes in four to eight and so on.
The other day I told my sister that I would never wish kids on anyone. I will never tell someone that they should have kids or ask why they don't have kids.
This is not a life I would wish on anyone.
But on a positive side, if my kids every decide to have kids I will be the most involved grandmother they will let me be because I don't want them to suffer through parenthood the way I am.

Hugs! I appreciate your honesty. You are definitely in the hard part right now! Four is a lot.
ReplyDeleteYou are heard, I share in your pain. It's not meant to be like this. The village is gone and the enormous burden of all things children is heaped on mother's exhausted shoulders. Then thickly smear it with all the guilt and judgement that comes with modern parenting. It's a recipe for disaster.
ReplyDeleteWhen Ruby was 2 months I checked myself into the ER as a last resort before trying to kill myself. I got to sleep uninterrupted for hours in a quiet, dark, and extremely tidy room. It was a glorious vacation from what I had been doing. No one needed me, made a mess I had to clean up, and people brought delicious food to me when I was hungry.
It's okay to NOT love every second of it. I know I don't, but like you said there are beautiful moments to savor.
Lots of love your way ❤️❤️❤️