One I was pregnant, I started read. I mean reading a lot!
There was really nothing else I could do. You can only watch so much television and I had yet to discover how to blog (I wish I had). So every day I would sit outside on our back porch with a pile of books and read for hours until my husband came home.
I would tell my friends and they all had the same reaction, “Really? Isn’t that boring after a while?” To be honest, that’s what I thought it would be before I started. But I decided since I spent a lot of money buying books, I might as well actually read them.
Side note, yes I am one of the very few people in the world that still buys books in the store (not ebooks). Remember those things filled with paper? Haha :).
I had never been one to sit down and really got into a book. In fact, the only real reading I had done before was some romantic novels when I was in my twenties.
This time I wasn’t reading for pleasure (pun intended), I was reading to learn how to be the best mom possible. You see, when I was pregnant, I was scared half to death of being a mother. Maybe it was the hormones causing my emotions to spike, but I would wake up panicing at night.
In my mind there were hundreds of “What if’s”…
What if I forget something? What if my baby comes out unhealthy? What if he gets lost and I cannot find him?
Reading parenting books was a way to put my mind at ease. What is funny is that there was an overarching theme in all of the books: “Don’t worry.” Yes, it seems stupid but it’s true.
You can do all the preparing in the world but it won’t keep your son or daughter out of danger 100% of the time. You just have to give them care, love and affection – that will guide you along this wonderful journey we call motherhood.
Although that was the theme of most of the books I read, there were some really great takeaways in terms of how to adjust to different milestones and specifics of dealing with certain problems as a mother, such as postpartum depression.
Below are a few of my favorite books… Continue Reading…