Suddenly this movie superhero feels awfully familiar
The mother in the movie The Incredibles has the
superpower of being elastic. She can stretch all limbs and her back
to reach incredible distances and navigate over and through
obstacles.
I had a revelation a few days ago. They chose this superpower for
the mom very deliberately. I'm sure the moms who watched the movie
saw the parallelism to their own lives immediately - that is, the
moms who were not too sleep deprived and were not doing three other
things while watching the movie.
When I saw the movie, I was not yet a mom, but rather a mom-to-be.
It was when Natasha was seven months old and I was struggling with
the idea of adding some part-time work to the mix of family and self
that I realized how elastic you have to be to stretch yourself out
over all the demands that are made on you and to have something left
for yourself. This usually is the mom's purview, though there are
dads out there who are in this boat.
Being only seven months old when I realized this, Natasha was at a
stage where she relied on me for everything. And I mean everything.
She could not (and still cannot) even get out of bed without me, and
I could not remember the last time I had gone to the bathroom during
the day by myself. I love our daughter and adore my time with her.
Even though it seems like a chore sometimes and there are always a
dozen other things I could be doing, I know that this time will not
last forever and I will miss it and reminisce about it with
Natasha's dad in just a few years. And you cannot do other things
when you are with your child; it just does not work. You have to
surrender to the fact that your time must be 100% focused on them in
order for it to not be frustrating and unpleasant for both of you.
Then there is my husband. I miss my husband when he is at work and
when we have to split our attention when we are together. I want to
be with him as much as I can. It seems like there is never much time
together with his work taking up so much time.
And then, way down on the list of priorities, there is the self.
Before having a husband and child there were already many demands on
your time. The list is still endless, but the amount of time
available for these things has decreased by three quarters. Being
home all day means that I end up doing the cooking, cleaning,
vacuuming, laundry, grocery shopping, and miscellaneous other
errands. You have to add some social activities to this endless
routine, and amazingly even a simple coffee meeting with one friend
or a get together with a group of moms takes up half a day.
Now try squeezing in an activity for your self. Thank goodness for
nap time, that is what I have learned. And now that Natasha has a
consistent bed time of 7:00, there is time in the evenings to do
work, read, watch a movie, or just cuddle on the couch. Hooray!
Going to yoga three times a week feels like such a luxury. Now I am
thinking of adding a part-time (very part-time) job to the whole mix
to help with finances and to keep my mind from atrophying. Some days
I am not sure what I am thinking when I consider where I would find
the time for this; other days I wonder why I have not been out
knocking on doors to find a shift or two of work.
Now, remember that there are only 24 hours in a day and that I do
have to sleep (though this seems to have been optional over the last
year). Squeezing all these activities into a day, most of which you
can do with only one arm, is a stretch. Just like Elastigirl, moms
have to be able to stretch themselves thin over long distances,
cover a lot of ground, and make it all look easy and themselves look
fabulous at the same time. It's a lot to expect and to produce, but
amazingly, most moms manage it and can even do it with style.