I knew my life would change forever when I became a mother. It has totally changed, in amazing ways. But there are little, funny things that have changed, too.
First, I’ve had to get used to people wanting to talk to me when out in public. In the past, I could rush through the aisles of the grocery store, grab what I needed, say hi to the few people I happened to know, and get out of there. Now, everyone wants to talk to me, ask me questions, or even tell me about their kids. “Look at the baby!” makes me cringe… I know they’re going to come talk to me, and I just want to duck down an aisle. Call me antisocial, but I miss NOT having to talk to EVERYONE.
And is it me, or are people LOUD? If I’m in the grocery store, and the baby’s asleep, not only do I not want to talk to you, I want you to BE QUIET so you don’t wake him! It’s not just out and about, it happens at home, too. Perhaps I have super-sensitive hearing now, but when the baby’s sleeping, loud comercials on TV or a ringing phone are enough to make me GLARE at my husband. I’ve actually gotten angry at HIM when other people call him. He should know better!
Not only that, but my whole attitude toward housework has changed. When the baby falls asleep in his swing, I RUN to do the laundry. I used to HATE doing laundry, and now I get all excited if I get to do the laundry. If somebody comes over to visit, I hand them the baby and happily proceed to empty the dishwasher. What has happened to me?
But the worst part is… I’m singing. I NEVER sang before, unless I was alone in the car. I have one of those voices, the kind that should not be heard singing. Now, I’m singing any song from my own childhood that I can think of: “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star,” “The Itsy-Bitsy Spider” and, my personal favorite thanks to the animal noises, “Old McDonald Had a Farm.” My pre-motherhood self would be flabbergasted.
I feel like my whole perception of the world has changed, and I’ve changed. But I wouldn’t want it any other way.