My name is Erin McCrea. I’m a Momma, a pet Momma, and a writer. I had my first baby at age 35 in May of 2016. Becoming a mom was the scariest thing I’ve ever done, and I have loved every moment of it. I blog at http://erinisawriter.blogspot.ca/, but haven’t done a lot since Anthony arrived. It’s my goal to be a consistent Writing Mom by the time his birthday arrives. I’m shy, caring, weird, bossy, and I try to be happy every day. My baby helps with that.
I have an Instagram account that’s open for all to see. I had it set to private, but after a lot of back and forth with myself, I decided to make it public. I wanted to share my writing life, as well as my Mom life. Lately, there’s a lot more of the Mom life than the writing life. I wanted to share with others my struggles in hopes of finding a mom community of sorts, and also to ask for advice. I like the idea of being able to share the fact that it hasn’t been a good day, or to share the fact that it has been a good day, and know that somebody else might understand.
I share too much, but I’m not going to apologize for that.
Lately, even when I share photos about a bad day, it’s okay because even the bad days have great moments. I’m grateful for it all.
I wasn’t sure what life would be like as a momma. I’ve said this many times, but I didn’t know if I’d love it, or if I’d be any good at it, and before I became a Mom, I definitely didn’t see myself becoming a stay at home mom. But here I am.
I feel like I complain too much – on social media, and in real life. I try to make the complaints funny, but it doesn’t always work. Being a Mom (or a parent) is hard. (Life is hard at times whether you’re a parent or not, being a grown up is tough as hell).
Some days being a Mom is frustrating. And in my case, I do some of it on my own while my partner works away from home. That’s hard too. Although I’m never (NEVER) alone, it’s a lonely job.
That being said, even though I feel down at times, I absolutely love being a Mom. I hope I can share that in my Instagram posts (and blog posts). I want people to know it’s not always easy, I also want them to know how absolutely grateful I am to be Anthony’s Momma. Even in the worst moments of motherhood, I can take a breath and get some perspective.
With that in mind, here are a few of the things I love the most about this life I never imagined for myself:
How absolutely adorable my baby (toddler) is. Of course, looks aren’t everything. But he’s so darn cute.
How much I LOVE watching him learn. Right now, it’s watching him learn words, and actions, and watching him take his first steps without him really noticing he’s doing it.
His laugh. Oh my gosh, I love his laugh. I’d like to bottle it up and keep it forever.
Watching my dog (the first baby) and my son interact. Anthony LOVES Drogo the dog. The dog loves him too, but is learning a lot about patience. Watching them play is one of my favourite things.
Seeing him discover new things.
I love how much I love him. Sounds strange, but I often stop what I’m doing and just smile because I’m so lucky, and so in love.
I love listening to him chatter to himself in the mornings in his crib, or when he’s in his car seat.
The fact that I am his favourite person. That may sound selfish, but I’m his Mom, and he knows I’m his person. I won’t always be the favourite, but I’ll always be his person.
There are so many other things, but I’ll stop the gushing now. To make a long post shorter, the point is: I’m so happy and so in love with my little boy. Mom-ing is not always easy, but loving him is the easiest thing I’ve ever had to do.
For now, I plan to enjoy all of the good moments, and the happy times as much as possible.