Anything that can go wrong… usually does.
I’ve been a mother long enough now that I’m starting to wonder if I’m working against a sort of invisible force. I call it Murphy’s Law of Motherhood. Don’t get me wrong. Being a mother is everything I imagined it would be plus a thousand times more difficult, more self-sacrificing, more disgusting and more frustrating. You know what I mean, right? I know I’m not alone. My children are young, so I imagine things change once your children get older… at least I hope!
Take nap time for example. On most days I can get the kids to nap right around the same time, giving me at least an hour to an hour and a half of quiet mommy time. These days are inconsequential and go by without much notice. However, the days when I have a friend visit during nap time or days when I really need to get something done that the naps turn into a train wreck of magnum proportions. It often leaves me wondering, What the heck did I do wrong?
It’s not just nap time, but sleep in general this applies to. Sometimes I’ll plan something for us to do after nap time, maybe go meet a friend, or run errands before dinner, or visit the splash pool (which closes at a certain time) and I think, “Ok, they’ll be up by 2:30 (like they are everyday) and then we’ll go.” Of course those are the days they sleep till 4pm throwing off all our plans. I should really stop planning things.
My favorite conundrum, however is the daddy conundrum. You know what I’m talking about. The one day or occasional time you leave daddy in charge of nap time or bed time and everything runs perfectly smooth. I could so do this, he thinks to himself, but doesn’t dare to say out loud.
Murphy’s Law wiggles it’s way into every facet of motherhood. It’s the times you accidentally forget the diaper bag, but it’s ok because you’re just going into one store and you’ll only be gone an hour at the most. Plus you never have to change her when you’re out anyway… Que.: Explosive poop up the back…. in the seat…. at Target. Oh, has this never happened to you?
Many times it rears it’s ugly head when you think you’re doing so well as a mother. After making your toddler a plate of his favorite meal, you set it before him triumphantly ready for his response of “Mmmmm my favorite! Thank you mommy!” But alas that is the day he decides he doesn’t like macaroni and cheese anymore and starts to cry because he wanted something else. Am I crazy? No… but getting closer…
The adage can throw you for a loop, and in the early stages of my motherhood journey I thought something was seriously wrong with me, until I started seeing your posts about the same types of things happening to you. I’m not alone in facing this giant. It’s part of life and makes the journey of motherhood anything but boring. I could let it get to me and whine and complain that nothing ever goes the way I plan, but I’m learning to just embrace it, laugh about it, and adapt to it when it does show up, as I know it will.
It has taught me that I’m not in control, and in giving up the control I’m a better mom to my kids. Instead of focusing my attention on what should’ve happened that day I can focus on the dirty-faced smiles, the sloppy kisses, and the little hands that hold mine that have given me the greatest gift and changed me in ways only fellow mothers can understand.
Share some Murphy’s Law stories. I know you got some!