The Superpowers of Motherhood.

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To those of you without children, and to those of you with a newborn.

The day is coming that parenting will become second nature. Hell, it will pretty much become first nature.

Promise.

The memories of leaving a house with a newborn/infant still frighten me. The toys, the nursing pads, the bottles, the burp cloths, the change of clothes, the binkies, the blankets, the nursing cover, the bibs, the spoons, the baby food, the high chair cover, the holycowhowdidIevermakeitpastthisstagewithoutdrinking.

There will come a day (remember I only have one…) that you will switch over to a big girl purse and find that even without that artillery of a diaper bag you are just as prepared for anything a small human can throw at you (or fall in) than you were with it.

Take the pootastrophe on Friday. Cody watched her fall in and just stared with his mouth open grunting “EW EW EW”. I however was taken over, wipes appeared as if from no where (seriously, I had just packed them in my purse that day.) Plastic bags were found. Poo was cleaned off, no help from Cody who hid behind the car making stink faces.

I have seen moms catch balls thrown at their heads without missing a beat in their conversation. I have seen moms clean muddy shorts with nothing more than a sippy cup and a steel fence. I can carry a conversation in the car with the moosh about Pinnocchio and one with Cody about Rodger Clemens at the same time.

Someday the cries of a baby will no longer pull you from your warm bed at night and you will be able to fall asleep without thinking every squeak of a tire outside may be the squeak of a baby trying to wake up. However there will still by cries, cries of sick little kids with fevers or scared little kids with nightmares.

But this time it will be your heart that wakes you up, not your ears.

It will be your heart that will pull you into the other room because the little body lying in that little bed is a piece of your heart walking around on the outside of your body. There will be no referencing of parenting books at one a.m. There will be no googling of Croup symptoms at two a.m.

You will just know.

And you will fix it. Whether it’s a warm compress on little chubby legs suffering from growing pains or a cold washcloth across a sweaty fevered forehead. You will be able to fix it. Because you are the mom. And moms are superheroes.

Even if you never realized it before.

72 thoughts on “The Superpowers of Motherhood.”

  3. Stinking hormones. This post made me cry. I so very badly wanting into the mommy club. I hope when I finally get in the instincts take over because for every ounce of excitement, I have two more ounces of fear.

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  5. This was an amazing post, Casey.

    We’ve all done things we never thought we would – and without wincing. I found myself catching vomit in my hands this weekend. Yeah, not fun, but totally necessary.

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  6. This sure hit home. I have a newborn baby and I just feel like I’m not a good mother because I can’t seem to get it right. Thanks for the reassurance that it will get better.

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  11. Casey,
    Wait til the day your kid calls and says “Mom, can I come over I lost my job”…get …here….now…BUT SAFELY!…and you hate going to work because he’s bummed out but you text message encouraging words ALL DAY..

    I was a COMPLETE mess the day he graduated.. you would not believe the amount of sheer pride you feel that day

    or the day your daughter turns 13, and when most of her friends are in arguments with their moms, yours turns to you and says… you are the greatest mom ever, and THIS IS THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER! throws her arms around you kisses you IN FRONT OF HER FRIENDS..and runs off to make comments about how hot some singer is…yeah

    being a mom is AWESOME!

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  13. I have two children and it always amazes me just how much still scares me, even the stuff that I have long been done with. What shocks me even more is the stuff that scares the crap out of other, more seasoned, mothers….but that I take in stride. Night terrors? Asthma attacks? Piece of cake. But let my little girl get told that her friend no longer wants to play with her and my fears appear front and center.

    We mothers have a hard gig. I think in many ways harder than a father. We feel things more intensely.

    Great post! I’ll be back!

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  21. Awww man, this is absolutely beautiful 🙂

    When my daughter was about 6 months, I had just stepped away from the change-table to grab something for her, and to my horror, she started to roll off. I was almost across the room when I saw this happening in slow-motion. I did this INSANE baseball dive on my stomach and managed to catch her about a foot before she would have hit the ground, head first.

    I never spoke about this incident for fear of being judged (NEVER WALK AWAY FROM A BABY ON A CHANGE TABLE) but I sure did learn my lesson.

    I am currently enjoying most of what you’ve posted here, as my little one is now a sweet little 2.5 year old 🙂

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