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Reflections on Motherhood
A One-Year Birthday and a Baby on the Way
By Kate Riener Boyd
Lastly, I'm not good to myself. I don't exercise, explore a hobby or even write regularly, something that is necessary for my sanity. I fear that I'm going to wake up six years from now, home-schooling a roomful of neighborhood children and unable to remember the last time I wrote anything longer than a shopping list. This mental picture is more frightening at 4 a.m., because for some inexplicable reason I am wearing a shapeless, ankle-length denim dress.
In my more rational hours, I fear that this internal faultfinding will only intensify with another child. I know I need to give myself a break and acknowledge that there will always be things that don't get done. No one can be perfect, but I can focus instead on the ways I am succeeding.
If honest, I can say that the house is neat more often than not and that it would take effort and time I am not willing invest to make it constantly immaculate. I don't want to live in a museum, and I don't actually believe that my son needs to visit one every day to have enriching experiences. I know I'm a good mom, that he is confident and loving and curious and bright and interested and happy. I do have to make time to write and to exercise, although I probably need to forego the hip-hop aerobics for prenatal yoga. But I have a willing, attentive husband who wants to help me find time for myself. And as for being a less-than-perfect wife ... well, we got pregnant again, didn't we?
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