I felt cheated when I became a mom. Seanay Berghuis Becoming a new mom is the most beautiful thing…. if you’re hesitating for even just a second then listen to this or if you’d like to be prepared for all of the emotions that can come with it…sorry to bust…
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I’m finally putting it all on the line in this episode and sharing my experience with how it really was for me becoming a mother, the transition, the secret, the learning curve, the mental strength to get to where I’m at today and the why behind starting this podcast for…
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Today’s guest came highly recommended by many many moms. If you haven’t heard about her yet then you’re in for a treat because she is not only funny, incredibly honest and transparent about her life but also has the experience to back up what she’s sharing with you today about…
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What the images says it will be like… Have you read the section on breastfeeding yet in that heavy book given to all pregnant mamas… if so, did you seen all those images of how being a new breastfeeding mom will be like…holding your baby, smiling, while lovingly looking at…
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Today’s episode will tell you exactly what you need to know about germs, bacteria the good, the bad, and why we have been seeing an alarming rise of diseases and illnesses in young kids and children and how research are linking it to the amount of microbes kids have early…
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Ever since I started shopping for my son over 2 years ago, I have learned quite a few things about different brands which includes the quality, the style, the fit, the price and overall which ones are worth it and those that are not so great. In an ideal world,…
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One of things that had worked like a charm is making my own diaper spray and using a natural ever so simple product when changing my son’s diaper. These items have become my go-to products which have worked wonderfully and that I am happy to share with you.
Always looking for inexpensive and natural alternatives to incorporate in my life, naturally my son’s diaper routine also fell into that category. Babies skin are so sensitive so it was very important for me to find a way of not having to constantly buy those thick white diaper creams which you cannot even pronounce the ingredients.
After a lot of research, I found this easy and inexpensive baby bum spray that has the best smell and…I don’t know if this is really because of the product… but my son has never had a rash. It is very sensitive and soothing on the skin.
So here is my easy diaper spray recipe:
1 TBSP of olive oil
1 TBSP of Dr. Bronner’s Organic Lavender Castille Soap Liquid
4 Cups of water
Mix together. Use in a spray bottle (there will be leftover liquid, keep aside to refill the spray bottle as needed, always mixing it before each use)
TIP*** I had bought the large 16oz Dr. Bronner’s Lavender Soap bottle and it was too much since 2 years later, I am still making this mix from the same bottle. So I linked to a smaller one which is even less expensive yet should still last a year.
So here are the steps for the wonderfully easy and natural diaper routine.
Diaper Routine:
- Clean the bum (use the spray if it is only pee, if it is more… then wipe the excess with a baby wipe or use toilet paper then use the spray to clean the bum). You will also need some cloths to pipe dry the area. I use these natural cloths as seen in the below picture to wipe the bum after spraying it.
- Hydrate the bum and around the front area with a little coconut oil.
- Put a new diaper
- All done!
I never thought I would feel this way.
What will everyone think ?
Maybe this is normal.
Am I the only one feeling this way?
How could a mother possibly think this way?
I thought about writing this post after my son was born over 2 years ago but never had the courage to do so. It scared me, it made me sad, it confused me, I felt ashamed. I kept thinking of the judgements, but even worst I would judged myself for having these thoughts. It made me cry. After all, ever since I was a young girl having children was an obvious decision « of course », how could a woman not want to have one. I actually wanted a few kids, I loved seeing pregnant women and thought mothers with young kids was incredibly beautiful. It made me happy, it made me smile. I was one of those women (pre-motherhood) that would be shocked when another person would mention that they had no interest in having kids, or maybe only one but that would be it. I would judge them and try to find out why, why oh why didn’t they want any children, that wasn’t normal? Wasn’t it the normal progression to have a child after school and/or post secondary education, marriage and having a career?? So I was surprised, when I didn’t actually love being pregnant. It felt weird to lose (to a certain point) control of my body and the thought of having a human being inside me was a little bizarre and freaky (I kept referring to it as the little alien inside me but that was probably having been tramautized by the 80’s-90’s Alien movie series with Sigourney Weaver when aliens would burst out of their stomachs!).
When I was pregnant, every single person would tell me how I would feel and how it would be, such as « It is challenging, you will never sleep again, it’s a lot of work but you will love every moment…, you will forget about the pain when you see your baby, I would not change a thing ». However, I did not expect it to be the most difficult, dark, emotionally draining and one of the most lonely times of my life. I have tears just trying to go back to those first few months of motherhood as I am writing this post trying to explain my experience. It scares the hell out of me posting this today as I don’t even know if I have ever truly told anyone about it, I don’t remember.
I was ashamed and embarrassed that I did not feel like everyone expected me to feel, happy. Our society projects becoming a mother like the best feeling in the world….for me, well, this wasn’t the case. Some of you will be find my truth horrible, others that know me will be shocked by this revelation as people have always seen me as sweet, calm, patient and motherly. I was afraid of opening up and actually writing this post to the world as others can be cruel and judgemental for feeling different about what has been categorized as #momlifeisthebestlife. At the time, giving birth and becoming a mother truly did not feel that way, it was actually the opposite for me.
So…judge me if you will, understand me if you can, this is something real that I’ve discovered over time a lot of new mothers go through but rarely speak about it.
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