The irony of Motherhood

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A Journey together… (Mother and Child)

Sharing with you once again my artwork inspired by my “Mother and Child “series. This one is done in 36 x 48 cm, watercolor paper, in artist grade inks and paints. If you’re interested for purchase, just drop me an email at justbluedutch@gmail.com.

The Irony of Motherhood

To be honest, I’m just winging it. Life, motherhood, and my paints. Everything.

Here in Germany along with many parts of the world, this coming Sunday ( May 14) is  Mother’s Day (or Muttertag) is being celebrated. This would be my 2nd time to celebrate this day as a mother and I feel honored to experience this. While motherhood is a 24/7 lifestyle, I just thought that maybe I reflect on some of the Irony of my own life.Have a read if you have time, and if you agree, you can leave some comments !

Ok, so why am I always cleaning? I need to finish this post within half an hour  or else it will be stuck in my 100+ drafts…maybe forgotten soon, because I still  need to clean up the mess, pick up toys,etc., seems like nothing stays clean as usual.

Did I mention before that when I say No, NO! Nein! It’s sure she understands YES, Oh yes Mama! And there she goes…

Before, staying up until 2AM is peanuts.I can still go to work at 7 am and still  feeling good. Now, I am utterly exhausted every time. All the time. Hitting the bed at 9PM is a luxury. Sometimes I think I should consult a doctor why this back pain never goes away! Now I understand what ‘different kind of tiredness” mothers have…can you relate?

I spent countless times searching  and creating  healthy toddler dishes. I go crazy looking for Chia seeds and that elusive Kale in the fresh markets, but my child only knows, Hagelslag, Spring rolls, blueberries, and bread.  Anything foreign looking food especially ‘green ones ‘ will be seen on the floor .

Sleep? What is it? how does it feel to sleep for a straight  8- hours? I totally forgot. Maybe because I am too sleepy… yes even now, yawns *

I don’t know about you but half an hour spent in a grocery shop seems like a lifetime. I can’t wait to be in the check-out counter especially when there is a raging storm of a whining, screaming kid trying to create a havoc in the line to the cashier.Thank God there’s gummy bears!

My two-year old still lives in diaper and onesies, but why is it that I have tons of laundry to do everyday? Laundry seems like an endless chore!

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Motherhood : A journey together

Pre-baby, I only know Mickey mouse . Now, I have never known so much nursery rhymes, cartoon characters and lullabies, after I had a child where I need to sing the whole playlist before bedtime.Everyday.On demand.

Can somebody please give me the formula of how to put your child to bed in 5 minutes?Do you think 2 hours is normal?

My favorite cardio-exercise : Running after my child in the playground and push the stroller.

I spent hours to choose cute outfits for my daughter but the moment she runs into the park, she rolls over in the sand, gravel and grass as if she is adoring mother earth!

Babies are often called bundles of joy. They are, in fact, bundles of screaming diarrhea, or a gooey  goo, a puke, or  pee. I can even smell it from a distance!

Motherhood is a whole lot of ‘fun’ than you think. It is more than cuddles and cuteness overload. It’s a whole Lotta ‘Hardwork’as well!

Why is it that she keeps on uttering “Oh no… Oh no…” she has her own way of getting what she wants.Terrible two’s…

Anyways, what is the common thing that painting and babies have in common?

They are both messy.

They are both hard to handle.

They are both time-consuming and energy-zapping.

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But then, just like any masterpiece, being a mother involves  real, hard , long hours of labor.There is no such thing as instant work -of-art. Motherhood is like a vicious artwork. Creativity comes with pain, ironic and delusional ideas.

But the moment your kid comes to you and in a tiny, squeaking voice says “Mama, hug you… ( she means she wants to hug me ) and tries to squeeze herself into my arms…I just wanna freeze the time.

She have this look on her face that I can’t handle. She can be so sweet, yet so annoying.

What else can you say?  or do?

I can’t explain what I am feeling when I am hearing her voice. It is just pure bliss. This time, no kidding, but these ironic blues turns into an artful moments.Sort of.

 Disclaimer : If you don’t have kids, single and have never had a child in your whole life, let alone never stayed up all night when your child is sick then you might find this post  totally unrelatable…I was once this type of person. I look in dismay once I see a mother with crying and screaming kids,  thinking “how can she not control her kid?” How could she?

Now I know how must she have felt. Now I know and just smiled…I wanted to give her a hug and say “I feel you”…

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Happy Mother’s Day ! (Aquarelle painting //justbluedutchArt)

I guess, you can never know the feeling of a mother, either being a stay-at-home parent or a full-time working Mom, not unless you become one. That’s the irony.

To all the sweet Mamas out there, here’s a cheer for you: You are remarkable!

 

 

Expat -Mamas around the World

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Becoming a parent let alone becoming a mother doesn’t happen with a blink of an eye. But once you’ve become One, you can’t turn your back. But how does one do it when she’s a first time Mom on a different ground? or  as an immigrant in another side of the globe? or working under contract then becoming pregnant in a place of different language from her mother tongue,or  in a world  totally different world from where she grew up with?

These are the reality bites of the ‘so-called fantasy life of an Expat ‘, the stuff that mothers doesn’t tell you easily over a cup of tea, the untold stories of Expat Mama..and Papas too!

 Are you an Expat Mama?

An Expat  { shortened for Expatriate} Mama is someone who is temporarily or permanently residing in a foreign country other than that of their citizenship or nationality.

Being an Expat Mama myself  ( An Asian by birth that lived temporarily in the Middle East and now settled  in Germany ) makes this new section of my Blog special for me. Subjects about motherhood & raising tiny humans becomes a next to my kin, like a second nature. Just like most of you that I have known here,  motherhood dawned upon me 2 years ago,  and I am still learning so much from it , a complete work in progress. I still sweat out during feeding times & putting my child into bed. Potty training? Yes, it’s challenging. I am totally hopeful to pass through the amazing yet busy  toddler years.

As an Expat, my tongue eventually picked-up a second language  while I was in Kuwait, and now I’m  learning Deutsch. Being an Expat can be intimidating & frustrating, that is why  learning the local language is the focal point of being a successful Expat, whether it be for work, or just to survive the hustle & bustle of being a parent every single day in a new culture.

I have my own story to tell  about being an Expat mama myself  in Middle East where I gave birth to my daughter & raise the 1st year of her life there.  Right now, in another culture,we are slowly integrating. Everyday  I face ups and downs of being a parent, It’s challenging, and drains me physically. I didn’t know how would I ever made it without my ever-supportive husband, who is likewise, an Expat-Papa. I became a mother in a totally different culture than my own and now Raising my child as a Third Culture Kid, a little Dutch-Filipino girl born in Kuwait but growing up in Germany, which helps me to appreciate even so much more the amazing beauty of being a parent.

Oh Yes, I hear you, including all the dirty messes and chaos with it. I have never been so tired and sleep-deprived in my whole life until I began raising a tiny human. Believe me, it is one hell of a ride everyday. Can you relate?

So here’s a new addition to my Blog— E x p a t  M a m a s   A r o u n d    t h e  W o r l d. My own personal gallery  of interview stories of different Expat Mothers. They don’t boast their titles , they are just special humans in superhero bodies. They could be the normal  stereotype Mama you see in the grocery shop, in the park chasing their toddlers, commuting from work, always rushing & working their ass off  in the office, while they  turned into Super Moms in the kitchen whipping up dinners to feed their children while doing the laundry and still having time for herself. Super- Mom right?!

Eventually finding themselves strong, driven and passionate home maker, and as a woman of substance.

Does this sound like you?

If so, Do you want to be featured in this Blog?

If you are an Expat Mama and you want your special Expat story to be featured in here, please drop me an email @ justbluedutch@gmail.com , Expat Papas are welcome too! Send few photos of you and your Expat motherhood/fatherhood moments or a link to your Instagram feed if you have.  If you are an  Expat Lifestyle Blogger like me then I would love to connect with you through the link of your website. I would gladly welcome you to our gallery and love to hear your story.

Get to know our first featured Expat Mama, Ann of Grubbsncritters with her amazing story about parenting in the cycle capital of the world, The Netherlands. If you’re interested, you can read her story Here.

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If you enjoy this post, you might want to check out the Parenthood in  The Philippines and why raising My Daughter is a TCK ( Third Culture Kid )   is a great experience.

 

 

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