It’s widely recognized that mothers experience a unique form of selective memory known as “mom brain.” This phenomenon allows us to conveniently forget the pain of childbirth, the relentless sleepless nights, and the physical tolls of motherhood. If not for this mental filtering, who would choose to have more than one child? Seriously.
Thank goodness for Mother Nature’s gift of selective memory, which often helps us bypass the more traumatic experiences to avoid spending our days in a state of despair. I take great comfort in having nearly erased the embarrassment of public accidents, like when I couldn’t hold it in during a spontaneous giggle fit.
My partner and I are both thankful that I’ve managed to forget the nights filled with pillow-smothering fantasies when he slept through our baby’s cries. And I can only hope that one day, I’ll be able to erase the emotional rollercoaster of the teenage years yet to come.
The human mind can only absorb so much, which means we must be discerning about the memories we cling to. Here are eight memories I sincerely wish to retain:
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The quirky things my children have said
When my oldest was a toddler, he had the most imaginative names for animals. Gorillas became “gee-gas,” and rabbits were affectionately dubbed “hop-hops.” Who could forget the laughter that erupted when a toddler inadvertently swore while pointing at a fire truck? -
The peaceful sight of my kids sleeping
There’s something enchanting about the serene expressions on my children’s faces when they are deep in slumber. It’s as if the chaos of life fades away, and for a brief moment, everything feels harmonious. Those moments are precious, and I want to hold on to that magic. -
The intense experience of being home alone with a newborn
Though it felt stifling and isolating, remembering those days with a crying infant motivates me to reach out to new parents, even if I dread phone conversations. -
The anxiety of public meltdowns
Let’s face it: witnessing a child throw a tantrum in public can be sweat-inducing. But it also fosters understanding and empathy. -
The look on my partner’s face when he first held our babies
Even amidst the chaos of childbirth, the joy on my husband’s face as he cradled our sons for the first time is a memory I cherish deeply. I hope I never lose that image, though I wouldn’t mind forgetting the doctor’s comment about the blood. -
The celebratory dances after the kids are finally asleep
There are few better feelings than the sweet silence that fills the house after putting the children to bed. Those quiet moments often bring a sense of victory that deserves celebration. -
My parenting mishaps
There have been moments that could easily be labeled as failures—like locking myself out with my infant inside or my son’s many tumbles. Instead of dwelling on them as failures, I see them as learning experiences that remind me we are all just doing our best. -
My parenting triumphs
Amidst the chaos of tantrums and guilt over screen time, it’s easy to overlook our victories. Whether it’s listening attentively to a lengthy story about Minecraft or successfully teaching a child to tie their shoes without losing my cool, these achievements are monumental. They help keep me grounded and sane on tougher days.
Memories inevitably fade, which can be a blessing—who wouldn’t want to forget the infamous Poopgate 2014? Despite my frequent forgetfulness, I hope some of these memories stick around, as they may one day provide a good laugh.
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In summary, while it’s natural for some memories to fade, others are worth holding on to for their warmth, laughter, and life lessons.