If you haven’t get discovered them, “mom blogs” are like a peek inside the diaries of parents just like you—their ups and downs, day-to-day struggles and victories. We’re proud of the Isis moms who write blogs, how they chronicle their journey in print and help the rest of us feel less alone and isolated. In honor of Mother’s Day, here are excerpts from some of those blogs—writing that is at times reflective, at times humorous, but always real.
|Owen, I can’t even tell you how thrilling it is, as the person who brought you into this world, to be able to watch you become a real person right before my eyes. Not that you haven’t been a person until this point, but there is something so special about you growing and learning and exploring when I’m not holding you in my arms. It breaks my heart and fills it with joy at the same time. That, right there, is the most amazing thing about being a mother. You’re mine, but you’re not mine. You’re part of me, but you’re totally your own person. You are so much like me and Daddy, but you are also 100% you.
– Kate, mom of 9-month-old Owen, blogs at This Place is Now a Home
|I have to tell you that my Little Man is officially obsessed with dinosaurs. I came to this conclusion when, today at swimming, I changed him out of his dinosaur pajamas, into his dinosaur bathing suit, and then into his dinosaur t-shirt, which he insisted on wearing for the 2nd day in a row. When I went to put on his jacket I uncovered some dinosaur toys that he smuggled in his pocket. I’m thinking it’s time I brushed up on my natural history because, like my superheroes, I can barely tell a stegosaurus from a triceratops.– Robin, mom of Liam (and expecting #2 this summer), blogs at Diary of a Yummy Mummy|
|Brunch began with my plate piled high with crispy bacon, homemade french toast, quiche warm out of the oven, huge muffins and fruit. I ate two bites of the french toast and the rest was thrown away. Why? Because my toddler spent most of the brunch throwing sippy cups, tossing food, spilling milk, crying for some unknown object, pulling the tablecloth, grabbing spoons, knives and forks. The result: me missing my meal. Again.
– Charlene, mom of 18-month-old Liam, blogs at Charlene Chronicles
|The fact that we are going on vacation makes it maybe 10% more stressful then a regular day, but this is normal for a mother. If you aren’t a mother, this is what you should expect or at least try to understand. I have great non-mom friends that totally bear with this chaos. Nalini happily accepts my random emails once every 3 months or so, Angelica and Dani deal with the texting and Facebook because they get it, this is the best I can do. My life isn’t mine any more, that is not a complaint, I love that everything is for this little girl.
– Kim, mom of Coraline (and expecting #2 this fall) blogs at The Girl is a Mom
|I’ve been waiting for this day since we brought him home. A time to sleep uninterrupted by baby gurgles, breath-y sighs, and other such noises that are oh-so-cute until you are the worried mother with this itty bitty noise machine in your face. All. Night. Long. But last night, I found myself curled up in the bed missing those exact noises and the feeling that that my whole little family was within inches of me. It’s crazy how time flies, and how it is so easy to get caught up in what is next. You forget how fast the craziness-of-now could become the sweetness-of-yesterday. And these last 4.5 months have been so crazy, and yet so heavenly sweet.
– Kim, mom of 2.5-year-old Max blogs at Kimworld