Before I had children, I told myself that when I become a parent I wouldn’t change. Hell to the no. Ok so things might be different, but would it change me as a person? Pah! Of course it wouldn’t! Except being a parent has changed me. It’s changed me in lots of ways. Some ways probably better than others.

1. Tired

Boring and oh so cliche I realise, but true. Do you remember when you were a kid and you’d go to a sleepover at a friends house? You’d stay up all night playing Dream Phone and discussing which colour Kappa tracksuit bottoms you were going to get next. You’d finally fall asleep about 4am and then be up again at 7. Remember the feeling where you’d be so tired but your parents were adamant that you were not allowed to go to bed as you ‘wouldn’t sleep at night’ (I mean obviously I totally get this now but at the time jeezwas it a shitter) .

Anyway that’s the feeling that I’m taken back to now that I’m a parent. Except it’s not just one night. It’s Every. Single. Night. Sometimes the tiredness is so bad I actually feel sick (anyone else get that tired hot face thing or is it just me?) Being a parent makes me want to go back and give pre child me who thought she was tired when she went to bed at midnight and had to get up for work at 7, a little talking to. Not that she’d listen, she was too busy socialising and spending her money on herself (oh the days). Back to the point though; yep I’m tired, always.

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2. Predictable

Sometimes, just sometimes I feel like my life might be classed as a teeny tiny bit predictable. I mean it might just be me, but when I’m putting the baby into her bed at 6.42, 12 minutes after her 6.30 feed for the billianth day in a row… Yeah it sort of feels a little bit samey (yes I know, one day I could really mix it up and pop her in bed at 6.57 or something). But for any non parents reading this, for a lot of kids, (mykids) routine is important. Most people who have been anywhere near me and my baby past 6pm at night (this is bath time foolish parents, what the hell do you think you’re playing at?!) would definitely vouch for this.

3. A rubbish friend

Talking of being predictable… You know who you are. The friends I have let down time after time because the baby has yet another cold and only mummas milk will do. I promise one day, one day I will become that funtime friend again that you used to know. (Except maybe this time sans the cowboy boots and disc belt…)

4. Late

For everything. Always. Trying to get three kids out the door on time for anything is like an army mission. One that I am currently failing at dismally.

5. Haggered

Weeks go by and I’m so busy and/ or tired that I don’t look in the mirror. Not properly anyway. Maybe enough to quickly whack on some mascara and liquid eyeliner and then walk off before its dried (and before I notice that oh-so-annoying black mark on my eyelid that nobody tells you about all day- come on guys I’d prefer to just know ok?) But when, maybe at the weekend, I take time to properly look I am usually horrified by the haggered face that looks back it me. Eye bags bigger that Tesco bags for life (do they even call them that anymore? Because they were never really for life were they, lets be honest- I’d say six months max). Add to that grey hairs that I swear I’m too young to be seeing and skin that is totally neglected because I’m just too tired at night to take my make up off properly (ok, ok at all).

Being a parent is simply not the solution if you want to preserve your youth.

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6. Guilty

Guilty for being at work and missing annoyingly timed school events. Guilty for attending annoyingly timed school events and missing work. Guilty for being too tired to play Hungry Hippos for the 3024th time. Guilty for wishing the baby would hurry up and reach the next milestone to make life a little easier. I mean let’s face it, pre kids, the only time I really felt guilty about anything was when I had bought a family sized bag of Minstrels and scoffed them all by the time Eastenders had finished, (although as we all know; family sized isn’t really family sized is it…) parenthood has that annoying way of making you feel guilty constantly.

7. Get it

I vividly remember being a student and sitting on a bus behind two women talking about their babies and how one of them hadn’t pooed for 3 days and all the tricks she had been trying.

What the actual f**k? My pre-child self thought, (no doubt turning up the volume of Mika on her minidisc player) when I’m a parent there is no way I’m going to talk about things like that in public!

Except I have. Regularly. Because once you’re a parent it’s like you enter into a special little club of understanding.

For example, you’re having one of those days; the baby hasn’t pooed for 3 days (yeah, lets use that one again) and is screaming in pain and your toddler is having a full on, throwing herself on the floor meltdown in the middle of M&S. A mum with her children walks past and gives you a knowing look. She gets it. The young business man however whose suit your child has just squirted her Percy Pig drink all over (should have gone with your gut, you knew she couldn’t be trusted with that straw) is not so understanding, offering either a glare, or if you’re having a particularly bad day, maybe even a rant.

Being a parent means you just get it. You get what it’s like to be a parent.

8. Less selfish

Whilst nobody really wants to admit to being selfish, on some levels I think a lot of us can be. Maybe not to the extreme, but that’s what we do isn’t it, we look after ourselves. We focus on our own desires and needs. We tend to put those first because nobody else is going to.

Being a parent changes things. It means putting the needs of those little people that you created, before your own. It means missing nights out because the baby is poorly. It means sitting for hours on end in soft play hell when you have a pounding headache. It means wearing clothes you’ve had since the dawn of time because you spent £38000 on childrens clothes in the Next VIP Sale (you did get the 5pm slot after all, so it would be rude not to use it) and have no money left to spend on yourself.

9. Appreciate the little things

I realise this sounds a bit wanky but yep, since having kids I really have started actually noticing stuff. Take the seasons for example. Pre kids, Autumn just meant wet weather and gunky leaves getting stuck to the bottom of my (no doubt expensive – this is pre kids remember) boots. Now it means collecting conkers, throwing leaves in the air and splashing in puddles. Spring, whilst great for most, just used to mean swollen up frog eyes and tissues stuck up my nose as I faced my yearly battle with hayfever. Whilst the hayfever thing still has me coughing and spluttering each year, now Spring means getting excited about seeing daffidils (and correcting the 4 year old when she refers to them as scaffolding – we got our extension last Spring and it seems there’s a bit of word confusion going on) rolling down hills, and picking flowers (no, not yours Pauline next door, that wasn’t us… promise…)

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10. Embrace my inner child

From dancing around in the kitchen to the hard core beatz of The Disney Princess Soundtrack Collection, to having a who-can-swing-the-highest competition (I swear those swing seats are not as wide as they used to be) at the local park, having kids has made me realise that sometimes, it’s great to just be silly.

11. Happy

Of course I’ve had some shitty, slide down the wall and why don’t we have any wine in the cupboard kind of days and obviously we are not #lovinglife every day. But since having my girls, I have been happiest I have ever been. For every strop, there’s laughter. For every poosplosion from the baby, there’s the joy of watching her learn new things and master new skills. For every M&S meltdown, (although to be honest these are minimal as I’m more of Tescos gal – three kids here remember) there are fun family days out. Whilst the shitty days are admittedly pretty rubbish, all the hard work is worth it for the happiness that being a parent brings.

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12. Feel a love like no other

I’m going to end on this one. And in all honesty, it doesn’t need explaining. Quite simply, being a parent has made me feel a love that I didn’t know existed. Even on the very bad days when I’m scraping baby poo out of my hair whilst the 5 year old tells me she hates her life because I won’t buy her a Pikmepop (someone was clearly feeling lazy and/or too hungover when it came to naming these things). Even when things are feeling pretty bloody hard. I love these three little humans more than life itself.

What has being a parent made you?

Kayleigh x

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46 Replies to “12 Things that Being a Parent has made me

  1. I absolutely love this post so much!!! You’ve captured it all right there!!For all the guilty days , my god the guilt!! There are those ones where like you say , you really can appreciate the little things #fortheloveofBLOG

  2. Love this post hun and the fact that you have 3 beautiful babies. We are still debating that third one. We all change so much and it’s exhausting but amazing too!! Thanks for sharing with #bloggersbest x

  3. I love this – this is all so true and universal…there are good things and bad things but we wouldn’t be without it all would we? Thanks for linking up to #coolmumclub it’s great to have you and happy Easter! x

  4. I love this and was nodding along to them all. Except late, I’m never late and make a real effort to achieve this. But the tiredness, the haggard and being a rubbish friend are all ones that I really agree with! Thank you for joining us at #SharingtheBlogLove

  5. Oh yes! I agree word for word!
    Everyday is really predictable sometimes feel like a robot 😂 #coolmumclub

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  6. I love this post. I agree with every single of it. I have just been the parent whose daughter had 8 friends over who didn’t sleep till 4 am and woke up at 8 (would have been 7 but the clocks went forward – rookie mistake) and I too told her she HAD to stay awake whilst I dozed on the sofa lol! But I am so tired these days I could sleep anytime, anywhere #blogcrush

  7. Yes, it has made me all these things! But it does change….one day, you will wake up and you children will be older and you will have time to meet friends, do an exercise class or have lunch out with your partner. It won’t be long, I promise. #blogcrush

  8. Fantastic post – yes to all of these! The selfish one made me smile – it was the thing I worried about most pre-children, as I’m naturally quite a selfish person. But I needn’t have worried – it all just changed without me noticing, and I’d do anything for my children. I think it’s the same for everyone, it’s just instant and instinctive! Thank you for joining us at #SharingtheBlogLove

  9. I remember thinking just the same pre-child. We were so naive, weren’t we? I used to love going out whereas these days I’m so much happier at home. I’m always thinking about my little one when I’m not there and never truly relax. You can’t help how it changes you, it’s just being a Mum I guess. But I wouldn’t change it for the world. That love is something else. Lovely post. Thanks for sharing with #TriumphantTales.

  10. Love this yes I agree we become selfless after children and it definitely teaches love great read #globalblogging

  11. Fab post I can relate to all of those and I am Def in that club of giving those looks of “I know! I’ve been there.. just keep breathing etc” here’s to the amazing job we all do to survive daily life x

  12. Loved this, I am so much more tired than I used to be as a parent! But I completely agree about the fun part. Thanks for linking up to #fortheloveofBLOG x

  13. Beautiful post, thank you! And I’m having one of those ‘so tired I almost feel sick’ kind of days at the mo… 😴x #fortheloveofBLOG

  14. I think every mother everywhere can relate to this. All the tired, all the guilt and all the happiness. It is definitely the hardest job I have ever had but also the most worth while.
    Thank you for joining #ThursdayTeam

  15. These are all so true – however much we think we know what sort of parents we’ll be, it never plays out like that – having kids changes us. The guilt and tiredness are hard to deal with, but my kids have definitely changed me for the better. #blogcrush

  16. I get every single one of these! Absolutely! That is what parenting is in a nutshell. Thank you for sharing. Sometimes I think it is just me! #sharingthebloglove

  17. Love love love this post!! I was nodding along to it – I am so haggard and possibly the worst friend ever! But I am happy, really really happy. #sharingthebloglove

  18. Love love love this post!! I was nodding along to it – I am so haggard and possibly the worst friend ever! But I am happy, really really happy. #sharingthebloglove

  19. I get all of this, except I was usually late all the time anyway. Thanks so much for linking up at #KCACOLS. Hope you come back again next time

  20. I get all of this, except I was usually late all the time anyway. Thanks so much for linking up at #KCACOLS. Hope you come back again next time

  21. ah yes, all of the above. It’s made me marvel at how our 8yo is growing into the beautiful little human that she is! I think it’s the total and utter, all consuming love though. #kcacols

  22. I agree with you on these 12 things. Parenting has made me more aware of perhaps what my parents may have gone through with me and be more health aware. #SharingtheBlogLove

  23. Oh I can totally relate to every single one of these! Especially the tired – haha!
    It’s mad how much we can change by becoming a parent, isn’t it? #KCACOLS

  24. I remember seeing a friend at a petrol station before I had a child, and couldn’t recognise her at first, as she looked really rough. Now I’ve had kids, I know why! Haggard is definitely the word for it – it ages you, but also gives you more fun in different ways. #thelistlinky

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