My motherhood journey officially began at 12:04 a.m. on October 28, 2016. From there I mommed, I blogged and I instagrammed the hell out of my kid. I tried to be an open book, talking about real stuff, talking about vaccinations and circumcisions, sleepless nights and falls off the bed. That was when I realized that mom shaming was real, that people out there can be cruel, and that I was someone who cared what they thought of me. I deleted my blog, I blocked people on Instagram, and I moved on with my life.
Now, nearly a year later, I realize that mommin’ ain’t easy. Sadly, mom shame and mom guilt are real. That people aren’t going to agree with 100% of my decisions, but how they choose to react, be it bullying, shaming or having a respectable debate, is completely on them. That I shouldn’t let people silence me.
That said, I highly doubt my posts will be life changing, heck, I don’t even know if I will ever feel comfortable enough to share or post this blog. I hope I do, but you never know. There will likely be days I make my blog private, but there may also be days I shout from the rooftop, “Read my new post!”
So let’s kick it off with my mommy style. I’m a co-sleeping, baby led weaning, oversharing, stroller pushing, baby wearing, mom group loving mom who vaccinated her child. While my baby is circumcised and formula fed those were not necessarily my decisions. I gave my partner control over the decision to circumcise, because honestly, I felt, what do I know. And after a very trying week in the NICU after my baby was born I still wasn’t pumping enough and I was so, so very tired. Formula was my answer. I honestly do think I gave up too early, but by the time I regretted it I couldn’t get a drop of milk out.
I also want to take a moment to introduce my family:
Kristin (that’s me!) 35 year old from Michigan, I work a full time job outside of the home
Kenny, 36 year old from Ohio, he works full time from home (which is awesome!)
Lennon, our 46 week old baby boy, he is a walker and has personality for days
Then, there are they furry members of the family:
- Newton, 12 year old cat, is it possible to be a total grump and a total lover?
- Harvey, 5ish year old Jack Russell mutt from Tijuana, he is attached to my hip, a total mommy’s boy
- Thunderpaws, 6 month old kitten, demon by day, purring cuddle monster by night
- Wombat, 4ish year old Shih Tzu I accidentally adopted after rescuing from the streets. She came with a ton of medical issues and is a complete diva
I think that’s plenty to start with, more to come!