When I explained each of my three deliveries, how they differed, how they were the same, how I felt, what I wish had been different, etc., she then emailed back, "I can't believe you ate a whole block of cream cheese in one sitting!" and "Did you ever feel loneliness in the first year after we were born?"
It was really hard to write back.
I never want my children to feel like things might have been "off" in their childhood, however the reality and sticky, messy part of parenting is that it isn't always easy.
What I discovered as I wrote the story of my journey into motherhood is it was harder than I like to remember. It's nature I suppose, how we survive those early years and somehow as time goes on and kids get easier we forget how really hard it all can be.
This is how I replied:
"Yes, I
was lonely with our first especially because we moved away from home, to Idaho Falls
1 week after he was born and I didn’t know anyone but your dad who worked a lot. We moved to Salt Lake City when he was 4 months old and there were
two ladies there that I’d known from dads work when we lived in Boise, so at
least I had them but they weren’t very nice to me. They had kids and they were
both overweight as a result and they were just mean about the fact that I wasn't. One of
them left out these super tiny curio things all over her house and “taught” her
kids not to touch them. Alex didn’t do well at her house.
We also
lived near Steve and JoAnn but they didn’t have any kids so we didn’t get
together often. I didn’t work outside the home and we were super poor and I could only shop on triple coupon days. I loved being a mom but I was so lonely for
family and friends. I’m sure I was depressed looking back. One day JoAnn said
that she couldn’t understand why I’d want to be home with a baby. It kind of
hurt my heart because I felt like she thought I should be working and that what I was doing wasn't important. When she
delivered Lindsay, her first, she called me crying and apologized and said she
totally got it now.
I went
to the Catholic church hoping to find fellowship and friends. No one ever
approached me or talked to me and I was too shy to put myself out there. I
thought having a baby with me would help, but it felt more lonely to be with
people who I thought should be MY people in the heavily populated Mormon state
I lived in but I left disappointed. Your dad didn’t go to church back then so
again I felt isolated.
Before
he was born I never understood how a parent could be abusive. I had one of
those moments when he was about two months old and he wouldn’t stop crying that
I looked at our balcony and thought about just tossing him off of it. I started
to sob at the thought of it so I put him in his crib and went and took a shower
and sobbed for about 30 minutes. I kept thinking that I now understood how bad
things can happen and that I was lucky enough to have the capacity to problem
solve that moment and do something to take care of myself. When I returned he
was sleeping peacefully in his crib. I cried until he woke up and I could hold
him again. I never had that again with any of you.
So yes, I experienced loneliness as a new mother. Which could be part of why I built a village around myself with the other two. A place where I would never be lonely and I could help others who perhaps were, especially other new moms.
Happy mother's day to all moms, new, and old but especially to those experiencing loneliness right now.
