In many ways, becoming a
mother has made me a better person. I have more patience. Compassion. The
unconditional, selfless love I have for my child has helped me grow as a
I am more aware of what is
going on in the world, and far
more involved in trying to make it a better place. I can multi-task in ways
I never thought possible, often accomplishing more by lunchtime than I used to
all day. Even as a professional.
I have also picked up some
habits I wish I could drop like a hot potato:
1. Referring to myself in the third person
As in, "Mommy is going to cook dinner now." Or "Mommy has to go potty and needs privacy." I am more than "Mommy."
I'm proud of my role and a parent and revel in it. But it is far from my only
role. But what's it going to take to stop calling myself, "Mommy"?
I do the same thing with my husband. Without
even thinking, I find myself calling him "Daddy." Why? He's not my father. He
has a name. But in the presence of our child I have an annoying tendency to use
his parenting label. He's never indicated that it bothers him, but it does me.
I knew and loved this man long before he became a parent.
2. Speaking like a toddler
My child is seven. I am middle aged. Yet I still find myself saying things
like, "Before we leave, do you need to use the potty?" I cringe every
I picked this habit up when we were potty training, and I wish I had
never used the word. We don't normally use baby talk with our child. We never
did. This has been one of the few exceptions. And I can't seem to get the word
out of my vocabulary no matter how hard I try.
3. Using my parenting status as a conversation starter
I was recently hanging out with really creative, cool professionals. It was an outing I had
arranged with people I've worked with remotely for several years but had
never actually met. We had all been looking forward
to it, especially me since I don't get out
Sitting next to one of these creatives, I found myself start a conversation with, "So, do
you have children?"
I'm sitting next to a fascinating professional
who has so many interesting experiences to draw from and that's what I start
with? I wanted to slap myself. (In my defense, he works for a children's
television show, and that is how we are connected. But still.)
I could go on and on, but I know I am not alone in
picking up these kind of quirks. So I asked some of my fellow Mom.me writers
what habits they had developed since becoming parents that annoy them:
Carla: Eating dinner before 6 p.m.
Amy: Eating in under 5 minutes flat. Between putting
spoonfuls in the baby's mouth and making constant adjustments to my picky
preschooler's meal, I am left with almost no time to feed myself. I eat so fast
it hurts. And I find myself eating like the clock is ticking even on date night
with no kids around.