I remember when this photo was taken. Bridget was our babysitter and she was a photography major. She asked if we’d pose. I was pretty darn pregnant with Max, Reed had just turned one, Davis had just turned three.
It was a crazy time. I’d started my business. Andrew was traveling all the time for business – he was gone Monday through Friday most weeks. Life was wonderful and exhausting and frustrating and challenging.
And this series of photos captured exactly what I would have wanted to remember; though I had no idea at the time. Those little boys were the joy of every day.
But that doesn’t mean it wasn’t challenging. Or lonely. Or hard.
And today, when I was perusing my Twitter stream, I saw the love and support between and among some young mothers. I felt the warmth, the reassurance, the support.
It warmed my heart.
And it got me to thinking. I was a new mother who was grateful and excited to have Moms Online on AOL. It was new and groundbreaking. But it was a bulletin board. Static. Anonymous. These days? There’s total immediacy. Deep engagement. Real friendships growing. Serious ‘I got your back’ attitude. I mean, wow. I can barely imagine having that kind of camaraderie at that stage in my life.
Not to sound totally pitiful, I did have my friends. And they were fab! Still are. But they had their own kids, their own lives. It wasn’t like I could ping a friend any time – day or night – and she’d convo with me. Well, sure, if it was an emergency. But surely I wouldn’t have called (there was no texing!) to say, I’m up for the 3am feeding, what are YOU doing?
On the other hand, I did totally appreciate the peace and the quiet and the full ‘engagement’ with my babies in the middle of the night. If it was today, would I be tweeting while nursing? I’m not sure. Maybe. And would that compromise the experience? I don’t know. I really don’t. Truthfully, I don’t know what it would be like. I don’t let Twitter or Facebook or blogging interfere with intimate moments in my life now, so maybe it wouldn’t be an issue.
But I can sure see how having a community of women in the same lifestage could be very, very reassuring. And I can imagine that sharing some of those exhausting, challenging times could make you feel a lot less crazy and a lot less alone.