Written By: Jessica Kemp
Can I be honest with you? I’m not working on my post quarantine bod. I’m not cooking more, meal planning or using every extra minute of my day to work out. I’m stuffing my face with a bag of chips while my kid naps and eyeing that package of Oreos sitting on the counter. With so much more time at home I have gotten pretty comfy in my pyjamas but, in my defense, at the end of the week I have less laundry. Also, not having to get dressed and makeup ready saves so much time; that’s another bonus.
I had my daughter a little over 7 months ago and as much as I’m trying to be all put together, I’m not. I know it may sound like the silliest thing, because honestly, compared to everything else going on at the moment, this should be the last thing I think about. But it is crazy how much motherhood can bring on self-doubt.
As hard as I try, I can’t seem to stop scrolling through Instagram, trying to figure out how some of these moms have their “stuff” together. I mean they look fantastic, they feed their kids healthy foods all cut up perfectly and still manage to work their full time jobs or on their side hustle. Almost every picture or video you see them post is picture perfect and I keep thinking how do you have the time? Do you have more hours in the day than I do? Is there a secret motherhood book that I don’t know about? Every now and again I have a complete breakdown because I feel like things aren’t going the “right” way compared to every other mom or like I’m doing something wrong. My mom guilt has been at a full 100% because I have been working on publishing my first children’s book, so in between naps, mommy cuddles and meals I try my best to get work done, but I feel selfish. Is this the right time to do this? Why did I start this now?
Then come the notifications about brand new moms posting pics, baby weight already lost, hair is perfect and their baby is dressed in a super cute outfit. I keep scrolling; Why do I do this to myself? I’m looking in the mirror, hair is a disaster (and falling out), no makeup, acne is showing and every part of my body jiggles and you know what? I GIVE UP!
Every parent's journey is different. I’m tired of trying to keep up with the other moms because honestly, parenthood is kicking my butt and I just want to sleep (and eat). So, here’s my plan: you want to eat a whole thin crust medium pizza to yourself? DO IT! (I did!). You want to get up at 6am, go for a run, then get beautifully dressed with perfect makeup? DO IT! (I absolutely will not join you…but I’ll cheer you on). There is no rule book for this mom thing or this quarantine thing so why are we comparing ourselves? Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to eat my ice cream bar and have zero regrets afterwards!
“Don’t compare yourself to other mothers, we all lose our shit some are just better at hiding it”