Delusions of Grandeur (That Most Pre-Mamas, Myself Included, Are Guilty Of)

"Of course I wanted to be a mother one day, but I would be so different from any other mother because I WAS A BOOMING METEOR OF A WOMAN WITH A LIFE FOR GOD'S SAKE! I had energy! Ideas! Plans! No child was going to crash-land my party.  You wouldn't find me slaving over laundry or wiping sticky green stuff of refrigerator doors.  I wasn't going to be like those other mothers who whined, "Oh! I cannot get a single thing done all day!" "You wimp," I'd think. Not me, I had it all planned out: I'd birth Ruby, bond with her, and then resume life as I knew it, writing, working, reading, going to movies and restaurants.  Ruby would be nearby, strapped on to me like some exotic appendage, delightful, lovely, and obedient, living my life with me.  "Wow!" people would exclaim, "and you're a mother, too!" "Yep," I'd grin, "Ain't I amazing?"


Laurie Wagner from Expectations: 30 Women Talk About Becoming a Mother