Stumbling through motherhood is much like discovering an alternate universe of quirks, wonders, monstrosity and hilarity. It’s like being handed the world’s hardest jigsaw puzzle – you’re not really certain it’s an entire set, if the pieces will ever fit together, or if you’ll ever be done with it.
A jigsaw puzzle? Nah, scrap that…way too tame…let’s go for a Rubiks Cube of WTFs… you know there must be a solution to some of these wondrous elements of this challenging puzzle, it’s just you really have no idea what it is most of the time…
And it’s with that sentiment that I bring you this new series:The great WTF mysteries of motherhood…in the hope that together, we may crack it together. And so without further ado, here are my first 10 WTF mysteries of motherhood that circle endlessly in my head…
- Why do so many women appear to “disappear” once they become mums?
- Why is it so hard to talk to other mums at playgroups, despite the fact you are all desperate to talk to each other?
- Why do we crave time to ourselves like crazy, but about 2 hours of separation (sometimes much less), miss our little beans like our arm has been torn off?
- Why do we spend so long dreaming about and wanting children, yet once we become mums we spend a substantial amount of time working out how to get some time away from them?
- Why do we all say we’ll never be THAT mum…and then slowly morph into THAT mum?
- Why do we all say we will never become our mum…and then oh hello! We become more and more like her each day..
- Why does the whole world seem to be full of mothers putting on a “brave face” to each other when all they would really like to do is cry, scream or rant?
- Why do the streets seem to be full of mums too frightened to smile at each other or exchange a few words when they are absolutely desperate for a bit of adult conversation?
- Why do we want another child despite being practically broken by our first?
- Why does nobody tell us about all the things they wish they had been told before becoming a mum (read more about that here), until after you become a mum?
Are we just all a bunch of silly sausages? Or is someone (probably mother nature) playing a mean trick on us? Answers on a postcard please…
If you have some mysteries that you’d like to be included in the next part of this series, or have any plausible answers to any of the above, then please leave them in a comment below!