The saying that having a child will change you is not a cliche. It is absolutely the truest cliche in existence. How much it will change you is something I am now fascinated with and was not prepared for at all. My name is Stephanie and I have been a mom for nearly 6 months. I am doing things I stubbornly said I would never do and behaving in ways I never thought were possible for me. I am a stubborn person, but even my stubbornness has changed and evolved. And now here I am starting a blog! Me, start a blog? This isn't me at all! Well, I guess it is now. So sit back and join me in this journey as I am am figuring this all out and have a few laughs along the way.
So who is the old Stephanie prior to baby? I was somewhat healthy. I enjoyed a good party and probably enjoyed it to an excess at times. I suffered from disembarkment syndrome, anxiety, and a number of other things. I was honestly a bit of a wild child. I always knew I wanted a family and when we got pregnant, the changes were making a stealth entrance into my thoughts already. I think these changes were pretty typical. I began to question everything I put in my body as my intentions became about protecting the baby growing inside me. I began to think about toxins and chemicals and illness...and I started to think about a different way to approach treating these. There had to be a better way.
I was very skeptical about essential oils at the time. My mom was using them and I thought they were a hoax. During pregnancy I used peppermint oil to relieve occasional nausea, but I didn't get morning sickness thankfully. I finally caved and gave them a chance after Young Living Peace & Calming relieved my anxiety. I rolled my eyes at it before using it, but then I found myself adding a roller ball to the bottle so I could roll it on my neck! For someone that was only relieved of anxiety previously through hard meds like xanax and clonazepam...this was truly a miracle!!!
What else did I poo poo before pregnancy? Things like co-sleeping. My friend asked me if I was going to co-sleep and I stubbornly told her, "NO WAY! I am not even going to share my room with a baby. I DO NOT want a baby in my room." Fast forward to now, I can't imagine NOT having my sweet baby sleeping next to me whether it be in his bed or mine. When you hear stories of little ones getting diagnosed with cancer it just makes you think, "Who cares if my baby is still sleeping here in 2 years?" What if you only have these few years to be this close to your child? I am toying with the idea of transitioning him to his nursery and my heart is already breaking. He might be okay in his new room, but will I be okay?
The changes have been coming on for a long time and will keep on coming. Hopefully in time I will be able to find a natural and organic way to do everything! I only want the best for my baby and he is the inspiration behind living this way. So most of the old me is gone...but I'd like to think I have only parted with the bad. Here's to a new me, a new life, a new attitude, and a crispy life...who knows, my curiosity might lead me to becoming full on crunchy one day!
