“The world is full of men and women who work too much, sleep too little, hardly ever exercise, eat poorly, and are always struggling or failing to find adequate time with their families. We are in a perpetual hurry-constantly rushing from one activity to another, with little understanding of where all this activity is leading us. . . . The world has gone and got itself in an awful rush, to whose benefit I do not know. We are too busy for our own good. We need to slow down. Our lifestyles are destroying us. The worst part is, we are rushing east in search of a sunset.” Matthew Kelly
There’s your (and mine too) reminder to slow down.
Wilmington, NC circa June 1998. We had driven 17 hours to the beach with an eight week old baby in order to celebrate Bill’s parents 50th wedding anniversary. I was sleep deprived and exhausted from being a newbie, breastfeeding, driving across country and now I was supposed to get dressed with hair and makeup to pose for a family portrait while I’m holding a screaming baby! 😳. Good times....good times..... I had what seemed like a gajillion people putting there hands on my new baby and my precious husband wanted to drag us down to the beach. Me in my post baby body ugly only thing that I could fit into bathing suit and the most precious baby In the world that would surely melt in the sun and sand. You want to talk about stressed out! I was so angry with Bill Barnes for putting Sophie’s little precious feet in the ocean because I was sure jaws was waiting at the surface to snatch up my baby! 🐋. My sisters in love were all beautifully manicured and tan. Cute swimsuits and great figures. I wanted to crawl under the nearest table drag my baby in with me and just cry. As matter of fact I did just that minus the table.
If I had that all to do over again I would tell this new mother to take a deep breath, relax and know that everyone of those women had been where I was. I would say Stop comparing yourself to others, especially the immediate others! I would tell that precious husband to be a little more gentle with his postpartum wife and I’d tell her to lighten up Frances! Let Daddy play with the baby because she won’t break. That was the longest 7 days of my life. And each one was a gift...too bad I didn’t enjoy them more. I’ll confess again....it hasn’t been easy but it sure has been worth it!