Ten weeks into motherhood is:

  1. waking up to the most precious smiles, cuddles, and tiny arms reaching around your neck
  2. getting satisfaction by just knowing she is okay
  3. knowing what your baby needs from the sound of each cry or expression
  4. overflowing joy in your heart that you didn’t know was possible
  5. the feeling of indescribable, unconditional love.

Ten weeks into motherhood is also:

  1. looking in the mirror to see at least one shoulder full of spit-up
  2. attempting to eat breakfast in the shower
  3. learning to do everything with one hand
  4. feeling like a cow due to breastfeeding constantly (got milk?)
  5. always hearing a cry as soon as your food is warm and finally ready (hence the attempt to eat in the shower)


Though many hours go by in the day, I often think “I’ve been doing so much today, yet nothing to show for it.” I have to remind myself that this is a season of life and I need to not worry about having every clothing item folded or every dish clean. My mother-in-law said, “my kids never remembered if the house was clean, but they remembered the time I spent with them.” I think this is a special statement. I will always aim to keep my house clean for my family and create order for my husband, but I also have to remind myself to not stress so much. It will all get done sooner or later. And if Piper needs her mommy, then I am going to take that break and spend time with her, playing, cuddling, or reading books.

My schedule looks a little something like this everyday:

  • Piper wakes me up because she is hungry (I never wake up before her and feel completely rested)
  • Change diaper
  • Move to living room & breastfeed
  • Burp Piper
  • Bath time for Piper
  • Put her in Rock&Play in bathroom while I shower
  • She falls asleep in Rock&Play for her morning nap
  • I run around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to clean up the house, dishes, laundry, etc. before her nap ends
  • Piper wakes up hungry
  • I sit down to breastfeed, and at this point I’ve forgotten to feed myself (and realize I’m starving)
  • Burp her
  • Set her down (usually doesn’t want to be set down at this time)
  • “Paci duty” while I make myself something to eat (by this time it is often 12 o’ clock)
  • Sit down next to Piper and watch tv or blog while I eat
  • Piper wants to be held (I often finish eating with one hand)
  • Time to feed and burp Piper again
  • Finish the rest of the laundry and more chores
  • Feed and burp again
  • Smiles when daddy comes home
  • Our schedule is different everyday but I continue to feed Piper every 2-3 hours
  • Around 8pm, I start thinking about bedtime and getting ourselves ready, feed, and diaper change… OH! Did I mention the excessive diaper changes all day long? Then, nighttime pajamas, swaddle, kisses, songs, and laid down for bed.
  • Sweet dreams little one. At this time I lay in my own bed next to her and fall asleep too… Whew, being a mom is tiring but so very rewarding!
  • During the night, I wake up 2-3 times to feed and change diapers as needed!

Note: every day is so different and I may have missed a few things, but this gives my readers a general idea of my day.


Being a mom is not exactly what I thought it would be, but it is so much more fulfilling than I ever imagined. Before Piper entered the world, I was a mess to say the least. My husband’s grandma passed, I lost my brother, and my father-in-law was in and out of the hospital. We spent countless hours in the hospital, lots of nights in the ICU with few hours of rest in a nearby hotel, and too many missed meals. I feared that the baby girl growing in my womb was affected but the stress, anxiety, and lack of nutrition. Though, I thank the Lord because he protected her precious little body.

Being her mommy, though exhausting, is the best thing that has ever happened to me. No one was joking when they say parenting would be difficult. But no matter the difficulties, I wouldn’t change it for the world. But listen here, it will change your world for the better.

Thank you for changing my world, Piper Lindsey. And thank you, Lord, for protecting our precious baby girl and giving her to us. Ten weeks into motherhood has been challenging and full of overflowing joy.



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.