Lately it seems that everyone’s been hung up on Kate, Wills & the royal baby. But watching it on the news, I couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for Kate. Imagine just going through the ordeal of labour and then having to worry about how the media would be scrutinizing every inch of her as soon as she stepped out of the hospital.
And scrutinise they did. From how tired her eyes looked, to the slight bump still evident under her dress, to how perfectly lush her hair was.
Which brings me to my next point:I think the media and entertainment industry has a lot to answer for when it comes to how new mums are viewed and judged today.
Last weekend, for the first time in a long time, I treated myself to a couple of hours of indulgence and got my hair cut. I’ve had it long since forever but since having Noah it’s been difficult to maintain (as most mums will understand–its hard to spend more than 2 minutes with your hair when you’ve got a little one screaming for your attention).
The girls at the salon grumbled about having to unknot my hair after washing. They criticized the fact that my hair had split ends. They couldn’t comprehend why I wanted to cut it so short. And I found myself apologising. Making excuses for the lack of care on my part. About halfway through, while I was waiting for the stylist to finally get around to cutting my hair, I realised that I had nothing to be apologetic for.
My hair. My life. I didn’t need to be apologising for choosing my son and my business over the state of my hair. I didn’t need to feel embarrassed for failing to look like the Duchess of Cambridge the day after giving birth.
I feel like those celebrity mums out there aren’t really helping either, posting pictures of their post baby bods shortly after giving birth looking like it had never been stretched to its full capacity, nor experienced the consequences of one too many cravings for ice cream.
I can’t begin to tell you how many people have asked whether I’m expecting again when they happen to catch a glimpse of my little post baby bump. I’ve learnt to laugh it off. Eventually I’ll get back to the size I was. Eventually, I’ll find the time again to maintain proper hair care.
But for now I’m going to choose spending time with my baby over obsessing about how I should look and I’m going to choose enjoying building my business over stressing about when I should book in the time for my next hair appointment.
Them’s my priorities right now and everyone else just has to deal with it.