Recently, I sent some photos I took of a new mum to her, for checking before final editing. I did her maternity shots and I could tell that this client was a fashionable young professional lady.
With the maternity shoot, her appearance and makeup were excellent/perfect. Every outfit was chosen with care and each time after a shot, as she puts another outfit, she checks her hair, makeup to match and jewelries. Everything is just perfect and accurate.
Three weeks later, we had to do her new born shoot. When I sent her the first edits a few days later, she sent a chat through my WhatsApp “asking why she has eyeshadows only on one eye, stressing that this was what she used to laugh her friends who were mum’s about.
It was so funny, I called this client and as we discussed, She told me her concern about losing her very organized life so early in motherhood. This young mum was so concern about her appearance due to the daughter’s cries during our session, she ended up with only one eye shadow make-up.
As we laugh about it, I told her a little tale my mum once told us regarding motherhood and its chaos. According to mum, two friends got married to men of their dreams but were infertile for years. These friends decided to seek the help of a spiritualist in the next village.
The spiritualist inform both ladies that they would have children but ask if they were ready to pay the price of having kids in their marriage, the tallest of the friends agreed to pay price it would cost but the other friend wanted to know what the price was before committing herself.
The spiritualist inform them that the ultimate price of having kids in their marriage was becoming insane. The tallest agreed crying that she was ready to become insane as long as she could have the kids she desired but her friend refused and told the spiritualist, she was not ready for such price for kids, instead it would be better to be barren.
Both friends returned home and a few months later, the first lady got pregnant and had a son and within seven years, had four more kids but her friend never had any. Each time she had a child, as she celebrates, her friend would always remind her of the ultimate price.
years went by, and the kids grew to become men and their mum was grew old but her friend kept reminding her of the ultimate price of insanity that would soon come upon her. So the first lady called her family together to inform them of her secret.
Her husband and children decided to visit the spiritualist for aa possible alternative way to avert the insanity. After explaining to the spiritualist, who they were and their purpose of visitation. The spiritualist laughed and inform their mum that she had already served and paid the price of insanity in full.
The lady was confused but the spiritualist reminded her all the times her home was in chaos with baby crying, things sprawl all over the floor but yet she sings songs without meaning to calm the child like an insane individual. the many times she had rushed out of her home dressed shabbily to meet the kids need. The hours she has had to sit without sleep to nurse a sick child. The many times she screamed like an insane person at the kids or speaks to her self on the way due to the kids stress. This were all the insanity taking place he concluded and when the friend heard it she regretted her hasty decision.
As a mum of a growing toddler, I can not think back to when my home was chaos free. If I describe a typical day scene of my living room, many mums out there would recognize it. Toys straining all around, milk and a few piece of toast all over the dining table. A socks in the stair way, bicycle in the drive way close to the car, tricycle and scouter also nearby.
Its a working day and I woke up late because my alarm did not go off, took my bath fast and gave my toddler his bath and gets things fast into his bag but notice my son needs a change as I am about to walk to the door.
Takes my toddler for a change of diaper once before getting his day care bag, hanging bag, picking him up as he screams for his favourite toy. Dashes upstairs for the toy. scrabbling back picking him and the car keys, strap him to his seat and back off the drive I realize, I just left his bag. Get back into drive way dash into the house and out again with bag and trying to maintain 60 in a 50 kmp.
Gets to his day care, struggling to dial the right security code for the door till a dad comes along to help. Brushes past him without even saying thanks for the help but notice he shrugs his shoulders. Gets to my toddler’s class and just pushed my son into Ms. B’s hands and dropped the bag and ran out. Did not notice the stares I get from the teachers and other parents drove as fast as I can towards my office.
Gets to the front of the office jump off the car and throw my car keys at my building janitor to help park my car and ran as fast as I can into the office and straight for the conference room. From the side of my eyes I glance surprised looks on the faces my staff but I thought it was because I arrived late for the meeting with one of my company’s multi-billion dollars clients -micro soft.
I did not slow my pace but ran straight into the conference room, apologizing for my lateness and explaining about being a working mum of a toddler as I walk in a hurry towards my seat at the head of the conference table but the surprise look on the faces of all three men and two ladies, which made me look at the direction their eyes were focused on, God! it was my clothes and as I gazed down I got the shock of my life,
Your guess is as good as mine, yours truly really is at the peak of motherhood chaos. Can you guess what I wore to the office and how I handle it with a client like micro soft in attendance?
I want to receive your answers and also, contribute if you have had this motherhood chaos or going through it.
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