5 Ways Becoming a Mother Has Made Me a Worse Person

holding handsIn a lot of ways, I think I've become a better person since becoming a mother. After my daughter was born, I found a level of patience I truly never knew I had in me. I think I'm a more compassionate, less selfish person; more mature (most of the time). But in other departments of my life, I think becoming a mother has made me, well, kind of a crappy person. Here are five ways how.


1. I forget people's birthdays. I used to be the person who not only remembered everyone's birthday, but had cards filled out and ready to mail days, no weeks!, before the actual date. Now? Not so much. (And, no, I'm not on Facebook.) This past August, I, for the first time ever, forgot the birthday of one of my closest friends from college. My stomach literally dropped when I happened to glance at my planner and saw that her special day had passed two days prior. What a crap friend! Fortunately, she understood and was totally cool about the whole thing. I, on the other hand, still wince when I think about it.

2. I feel like I recycle less. Random? Yes. But I noticed this the other day when, in a frantic moment of trying to clean up after dinner/get my daughter in the bath and ready for bed, I tossed an empty jar of peanut butter in the trash instead of freakin' scrubbing the damn thing out and putting it in the recycling bin. I'm not proud of this fact. In fact, I realize it, in some ways, makes me a bad person. But I don't know what happened. I used to always scrub the peanut butter jar, and wait until I found a recycling bin to throw out my water bottle when I was out. I really need to work on this.

3. I snap at my husband sometimes. I hesitated putting this on the list, because I know some people are going to jump at the chance to tell me that I'm a jerk-weed, and they've never snapped at their partner. Ever. But in the spirit of being honest, it's true. On occasion, I feel like, where I've gained patience in other aspects of my life (sure I'll say "doggie woof woof" 900 times in a row), I've lost it in others ("Why does it take you so much longer to find the sippy cup when we're going out?!"). For anyone wondering, yes, my husband and I have a good relationship. Something else I need to work on!

4. I don't answer my phone as much. As in very rarely. Between work and baby, I just don't have as much time to answer my phone as I used to. I feel bad, letting calls go to voicemail, but sometimes, when I have a little free time, I don't feel like chatting.

5. I'm disorganized. Before my daughter, I was one of the most organized people I knew (hence, remembering people's birthdays). I'd respond to emails right away; get all my bills in on time; never forget a doctor appointment; constantly reference a constant-running to-do list. Now? Ha. The last time I checked my to-do list was some time last week, and I was actually confused by it. There was something on there that read "test", and I have no clue what it means. Hopefully, it's not important. 

How has parenthood changed you?


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