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Resources for Mamas: Favorite Mama Books: Anne Lamott’s OPERATING INSTRUCTIONS Catherine Newman, WAITING FOR BIRDY Katherine Center, THE BRIGHT SIDE OF DISASTER Trisha Ashworth and Amy Nobile, I WAS A REALLY GOOD MOM BEFORE I HAD KIDS Naomi Stadlen’s WHAT MOTHERS DO: ESPECIALLY WHEN IT LOOKS LIKE NOTHING . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I don’t make a habit of reading Dear Abby, but my husband reads the comics that get printed on the same page. I read an awful response she wrote to a new mother who thought she needed some post-partum meds because she was bored to tears playing with her infant son. I sent Dear Abby a long and not so dear letter that I reprint here, in case you too have experienced some boredom playing with your precious angels. (Who you love beyond reason, of course. But we KNOW that!) Dear Abby, I am writing in response to the letter of 11/4/08 from the New Mom in Las Vegas. Whether or not you are able to publish my letter—in full or in part—I would appreciate it if you could pass it on to this new mother. Though it may be possible that she has post-partum depression (although it didn’t sound like it from her letter), MOST stay-at-home-mothers (SaHM) are bored, at least sometimes, especially if they’ve left interesting, busy or creative careers to spend time with infants who don’t walk or talk! Telling this mother that she has a condition that might need medication (as post-partum depression often does) perpetuates a dangerous myth about the stay at home mother. Staying at home with a young child is hard work, tedious, repetitive and often quite lonely. Our mothers may not have had the same experience; they may not have been raised to expect as much as we do in terms of personal satisfaction. Babies, meanwhile, don’t interact as adults do. They are demanding and not always interesting. I have friends, in fact, who love their daughter immensely and always have, who said “we didn’t even enjoy being with her until she was one!” This woman should know that by the time her son is walking and talking, her feelings may change. Not only that, our ideas of child raising are so different from reality. Life with two children, 6 and 8, may have been what she imagined—school, games, fun times. Even life with a toddler can be more engaging—playground, play dates, singing funny songs together. Most women find that they enjoy certain ages more than others. That’s normal! Being bored is normal! Here are some things that can be done to make the first year or so of life more fun for everyone: READ about how it is for other mothers so she doesn’t feel so isolated in her feelings. There are some great reads about being a new mother—funny, HONEST, and live-saving. Most importantly, this mother is doing a wonderful job! She is an excellent mother. Not only is she doing hard, often dull work, in an isolated setting (no chatting at the water cooler for her), she is doing it despite the fact that it, as she wrote “bores me out of my mind.” It’s a myth that all mothers enjoy every stage of babyhood and have a great time. And it is long past time to shatter the myth. We can LOVE our babies and not love being with them—all the time, or some of the time. Some of us love it more of the time, some less, some find it harder than they thought, some easier. This mother, and all who feel the same, ought to know that they are good mothers. Motherhood is much harder work than ever gets spoken about. Yours truly, P.S. Did you have children, Abby? I am dismayed by your response. Motherhood is hard enough without having someone tell you that if you don’t find it fabulously fun you need Prozac! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Some excerpts from my novel: “On the upside, I wouldn’t trade Zach in for anything, not a trip to Paris or a lifetime of lottery winnings or eternal life or the chance to be a saint (sounds boring anyway, and lonely), and not even to have my father back. I decided somewhere along the way that Zach was my reward for a depressing childhood. He was also his own reward for the challenges he offered me. Touching him, holding him, loving him, watching him become a person--like a real person--was a gift I’d never known to long for, as a kid, as a young adult, as an adult. I’d never known how satisfying it would be, the sight of his smile, the snuggles in the morning. If I’d known, maybe I would’ have felt so misplaced all my life. I would have known where to end up. Anyway, I’m here, and even though I’m crazier than before, and somehow less free and different and more tried, I’d rather have this mess and Zach than not have Zach at all.” From This Little Mommy Stayed Home . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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