Part of the Mother/Artist series
Busy and boring. This is the phrase that describes my day to day experience of motherhood. Yes, it is supposed to be magical and special and wonderful and the singular purpose in my life, according to our current motherhood-obsessed society. But my reality is a lot of drudgery and feeling like I’m fighting the good fight from the moment the baby cries at 5:30 until the 3 year old finally falls asleep at 8:30. Sometimes, at the end of the day, I feel like I need a trophy. Only then I realize that no one cares that I’m doing the hardest job of my life trying to keep little humans alive, because so what? It’s what you do. It’s what you signed up for, and you don’t do it for a trophy. So here are some tiny trophies to go along with that tiny violin I can hear from afar while I’m stuck under a sleeping baby and trying not to think about how badly I need to pee.