The Evolution of Mom

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Perhaps I shouldn’t be the one posting this since I am not a mother, but then on the other hand maybe that’s precisely the reason why I should post it because I watched all my friends go through all the different stages. I am a witness, this all is true!

The Evolution of Mom

Parenthood changes with each baby. Here, some of the ways having a second and third child differ from having your first:

Your Clothes

1st baby: You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN confirms your pregnancy.

2nd baby: You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible.

3rd baby: Your maternity clothes are your regular clothes.

The Baby’s Name

1st baby: You pore over baby-name books and practice pronouncing and writing combinations of all your favorites.

2nd baby: Someone has to name their kid after your great-aunt Mavis, right? It might as well be you.

3rd baby: You open a name book, close your eyes, and see where your finger falls. Bimaldo? Perfect!

Preparing for the Birth

1st baby: You practice your breathing religiously.

2nd baby: You don’t bother practicing because you remember that last time, breathing didn’t do a thing.

3rd baby: You ask for an epidural in your 8th month.

The Layette 

1st baby: You prewash your newborn’s clothes, color-coordinate them, and fold them neatly in the baby’s little bureau.

2nd baby: You check to make sure that the clothes are clean and discard only the ones with the darkest stains.

3rd baby: Boys can wear pink, can’t they?


1st baby: At the first sign of distress – a whimper, a frown – you pick up the baby.

2nd baby: You pick the baby up when her wails threaten to wake your firstborn.

3rd baby: You teach your 3-year-old how to rewind the mechanical swing.


1st baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics, Baby Swing, and Baby Story Hour.

2nd baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics.

3rd baby: You take your infant to the supermarket and the dry cleaner.

Going Out 

1st baby: The first time you leave your baby with a sitter, you call home 5 times.

2nd baby: Just before you walk out the door, you remember to leave a number where you can be reached.

3rd baby: You leave instructions for the sitter to call only if she sees blood.

At Home

1st baby: You spend a good bit of every day just gazing at the baby.

2nd baby: You spend a bit of every day watching to be sure your older child isn’t squeezing, poking, or hitting the baby.

3rd baby: You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the children

A good friend of mine has three children, I happen to be the godmother. I remember the time when they were little. I wanted to babysit, and my friend was so nervous at first. Later, when there were two, she let me babysit all the time. After baby number three she told me to keep them. 🙂


44 thoughts on “The Evolution of Mom

  1. Pingback: Sunday Blog Share: The Evolution of Mom | Myths of the Mirror

  2. I am a Mom of two boys (both grown and on their own now) and I have to say for not being a Mom yourself you have hit the nail squarely on the head when it comes to the evolution of Mom. I can only relate to Baby 1 – Baby 2 changes but man, that brought back some memories. Thanks 🙂

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  3. I just choked on my breakfast. I shouldn’t have been eating while reading this post. Especially at the part about “You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the children”. That was me even with the first one. I confess that small children terrify me … even when they were my own 😉

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  4. Are you really, really sure you don’t have children? You hit the mark and had me cracking up. I have 3 boys, well now they’re grown men but with the exception of them wearing pink I think this is extremely accurate.

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