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Things No One Tells You Before Becoming a Mom

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As much as you think you’re ready to be a mom and all the advice you get from others, there’s no way to really prepare. There are so many things that people DON’T tell you, yet we all survive motherhood (somehow). I don’t care how much you prepare or how old you are, there are just some things we weren’t told before becoming moms.

I became a mom at the ripe old age of 18, remember, it’s not how old you are and I soon found out, it wasn’t how prepared you were, or thought you were. I’m a mom of 3 now and I can tell you that there are and still will be many things you just were never told.



See, no one ever told me that the first time your first born throws up, you’d want to throw up too. I freaked out the first time that happened, let me tell you. No one ever told me that my kid would tell me I was a mean mom when I didn’t buy her the toy she wanted and my killer comeback was ” I went to school to learn how to be a mean mom.”

No one ever told me that when my kids hurt, I’d hurt 100 times more and no matter how much I was crying inside, I couldn’t let them know because for some reason, we have to be the parent and be strong for them. Sometimes watching them fight their own battles is hard BUT you have to let them live and learn.

No one ever told me that my kids would push every single button and test all of my undying nerves some days and I’d want to sit in a corner and cry because I felt like I was failing as a mom. I’ll let you in on a secret, I ┬ásurvived and so will you.

No one ever told me that I would be driving around with my infant in the car trying to get her to sleep just so I could get some sleep once she was out. They say sleep when the baby sleeps, so , I had to listen to that rule. It was a short lived nightly drive. They’re called phases, and they too shall pass.

No one ever told me that my son would laugh at me when I would reprimanded him at 2 years old. I little slap on the hand when he would touch something he wasn’t supposed to and he’d laugh at me. Be consistent, I was told, it worked. It may have taken 2 years of discipline, but it worked. No one ever told me that he’d grow up to be a respectable young man after all of that.

No one ever told me that no matter how many times my kids would fight and I thought they’d kill each other that they’d end of being BFF’s as they grew up. Sibling rivalry does turn into love somewhere in there.

No one ever told me that the first time I brought my 4 year old to church that she would be climbing on the pew and taking her shoes off and throwing them around. Just as I thought there was steam coming out of my ears, a lady tapped me on the shoulder and said, ” Honey, mine were just like that, don’t worry.” I stood there with tears in my eyes and let out a sigh of relief. Sometimes that little reaffirmation from another parent is all you need to know you won’t die from it all.

No one ever told me that my kids would NEVER listen to my advice on my terms, only on theirs. Yes, when they need advice, they come back, be patient. They do actually hear what you’re saying they just don’t always act on it.

No one ever told me that I’d watch my girls both go through some serious pain, physically and mentally and come out stronger in the end of it all. No one can prepare you, as a mom, when you watch one child physically ill on your bathroom floor crying in pain that you would want to jack the doctor, who put her on these awful meds, in the face and watching another one endure such emotional pain the you want to spit in the persons face who caused the pain. Sometimes self control is your best friend in cases like these. All you can do is be there for them because there WILL be times when you just can’t fix it all.

No one ever told me that once you made it through the terrible 2’s that it would be forever challenging depending on the kid and the age. It really never ends, we just learn to handle it a little better. Again, phases, they pass..but they keep coming too.

No one ever told me that when my son was little that he would decide to finger paint with his poop while he was supposed to be napping. Where do you even being the clean up? Ahh, another short lived phase.

No one ever told me that I would never stop worrying about my kids well being or that I would continue losing sleep staying up late waiting for them to come home. Remember, you sleep when they sleep.

There are just some things that no one can prepare you for as a mother yet we all survive motherhood. We live and we learn. On days when you just feel like you just can’t “MOM” anymore just know that there are other moms in the same boat with you and many others that have lived to talk about it all. I’m here to tell you that you WILL survive and you may actually laugh about some if it, maybe not today but, trust me you will.

I can honestly say that through everything you go through as a mom, no one can prepare you for it. You have to go with your motherly instinct and act on that. I can tell you that you will look back and realize that you have done an amazing job as a mom and your kids love you more than you know, they just don’t show it, that wouldn’t be cool. Just seeing what my 3 kids have accomplished and what they are doing now makes me realize that I DID do something right. I can tell you that being a mom can be the hardest yet most rewarding thing there is.


Just know, we aren’t supposed to know it all and kids don’t come with instructions, there will always be things we aren’t told as a mom. I’ve learned as much from my kids as they have learned from me and I wouldn’t have it any other way, they have turned out just fine and we are all still alive. I’d call that great mothering.

Remember, YOU’VE GOT THIS!!



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