Before I had kids, I was funny, but not that funny. I think motherhood transforms a woman to either crack and break at her very core or become so funny that everything rolls of her back. Motherhood and having children forces us moms deal with things we never thought we’d have to, from the disgusting, to the disturbing to the enlightening and everything in between where we can either laugh our way through it or be stressed out and miserable. I’m convinced that as our children grow from newborns to adulthood, our #MotherFunniness evolves. I have come up with the 5 stages of #MotherFunny “hood” and here they are:
BabyHood:
Poop on your hands before kids? GROSS. After kids? NO BIG DEAL because it happens daily. As a mom in the midst of the babyhood stage, you get barfed on, pooped on, pee’d on and spit up on daily. The mere act of changing diapers is gross but as a mom, you become immune to it.
ToddlerHood:
The ToddlerHood stage is when you come across other moms in playgroups and playdates. This stage requires humor of a different #MotherFunny kind. Because it’s the “THESE OTHER MOMS ARE CRAZY” kind of funny. I have to admit here that I fell trap to the perfect, crunchy granola, all organic, yoga mom when my oldest was a toddler. I went out and bought the quinoa/tofu/kale crap that tasted like barf. So much like barf in fact, that no one ate it. By the time I had my 2nd kid, I realized those perfect, crunchy granola, all organic, yoga moms are not #MotherFunnyies and they’re miserable (or at least that’s what I’ve convinced myself because I just can’t live on healthy food, I LIKE DONUTS OK?!).
ChildHood:
The ChildHood stage is a mixture of tempter tantrums, attitude tryouts (meaning, they try out the talking back to mom to see if it works) and the buds of independence. I currently have 2 kids in the #MotherFunny childhood stage and it’s a daily toss up of grouchy attitudes, temper tantrum and talking back. To survive this plight I drink a lot of wine remind myself it’s just a phase and I will make it out alive and I laugh along the way.
TeenagerHood:
Although I do not have teenagers yet, I can foresee that this stage will require the most use of my #MotherFunny-ness. I hear that teenage girls are hormonal and dramatic (which means an appropriate mom eye roll or two will suffice) and teenage boys are grumpy and silent (with will require a practical joke on them or two).
AdultKidHood and Beyond:
I can’t wait for my own kids to have their own responsibilities like work and bills and then eventually someday a thousand, million years from now, have their own children. I will sit back, enjoy myself and laugh and laugh and laugh.
Thankfully, there is a whole army of other #MotherFunny moms that get that motherhood is challenging, rewarding and worth laughing at. You must check out NickMom.com where the best, funniest, brightest moms gather to laugh about the plights of the #MotherFunny stages. This post was inspired by NickMom and NickMom on Twitter.
Cynthia says
Haha! So true.
Emily says
Lol what a fun picture. I didn’t realize that ants on a log was oldschool though. I still think its cool!
Amber Edwards says
So spot on! Man there are so many stages in parenthood that you would be surprised to know of before you had kids. The poop on hands….SPOT ON. Although tit still grosses me out after three kids..I just handle it instead of freaking out now.
Chrysa says
That is hilarious! My mom was always a big one for birthday cake for breakfast – her other snacks followed that same line of thinking.
Annemarie says
LOL on the poop one – I remember holding my daughter and her poop poured out of her diaper all over me, it totally freaked me out and shortly after it was basically, “no big deal.”
Nicole B says
Funny post, I can relate too! I love the NickMoms infographic about snacks. LOL
Summer Davis says
I have one between the childhood and teenagerhood phases. He’s ALL of those things. while the babies drive me absolutely BONKERS, the tween drives me completely insane and over the cliffs of insanity. Some (most) days, I really believe I wasn’t cut out for this parenting gig. :/
And I TOTALLY feel you on the first child thing, although for me it was the second child. Cloth diapered, homemade, organic EVERYTHING. OMG. Screw that! No more.
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