being a mom

10 Things I Did Not Believe Until I Became A Mom

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6. How Much Money Kids Cost

I thought to myself that the moms who whined about the cost of their kids must totally suck at budgeting because, hello, besides diapers and formula, how much could one little person cost? That may be true but once they get older, all bets are off. They grow out of and ruin clothes at an amazing clip, they eat as much as grown adults and the sports and music lessons cost a small fortune. I want my money back, children!

7. Post-Partum Hair Loss

Trolling new baby message boards when I was pregnant, I came across so many posts about post-partum hair loss and how these moms could not believe how much hair they were losing. I chuckled haughtily and ran my hands through my thick mane thinking they must just have unhealthy diets or whatever. I ate my words the day our Dyson clogged and my husband spent half an hour cutting my lost hair out of the spinners. Oh, and when I went to wash my hair and my hand came away with enough to knit myself a hairy potholder.

8. How Much It Sucks To Be Heavily Pregnant

My first pregnancy, although full of fear, was not bad at all physically until the very end. I had heard about how terrible it is to have your feet hurt, your stomach itching from stretch marks and your fingers so swollen you can’t wear your wedding rings but I never bought into it until it happened to me. My crotch hurt so bad I felt like someone had spent hours punching me in the babymaker. I’m sorry I doubted you, moms! My throbbing groin in 2009 totally convinced me!

9. The Way You Will Want To Hurt People Who Hurt Your Child

I will never forget the irrational anger I felt toward a boy in my son’s 3-year old daycare class after he pushed my little dude into a book shelf and gave him a gash on his forehead. Obviously, I never acted on it but that broiling inner rage toward anyone who hurts your child is a very real thing that I could not understand until I had been there.

10. How Helplessly You Will Love Them, No Matter What

Cheesy, but true. When I kiss my kids goodnight, if I think about it hard enough, I could positively cry with happiness. No matter what they do, they are amazing to me and I literally burst with motherly pride. This was one I am very happy to report was not an exaggeration.

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