I couldn't wait to become a mother; I imagined bouncing back to my pre-pregnancy body immediately (maybe even thinner?) pushing a stroller while wearing heels and smiling at an adorable cooing bundle of joy clad in a cute stain-free layette outfit. I'd have fabulous mommy friends whom I would sip lattes with and stroll through Central Park, then come home and cook a 5 course dinner for my husband (with extra energy to burn and a smile on my face).
Fast forward to reality....Actual motherhood as wonderful as it is, was NOTHING like what I had imagined. It was filled with endless hours of nursing and tears (from baby and mother), sleepless nights, dirty diapers, dirty onesies and really dirty stroller wheels- which made me cringe every time I had to wheel my stroller into my apartment...I had no time to cook or even eat, as I was too busy nursing and diapering...oh and an extra 15 pounds of post baby weight to top it off…Just in case you were wondering, there were no heels…..
I realized that i had a lot to adjust in my life; baby proofing, cleaning, organizing and most of all re-prioritizing.
Slowly after the notorious 3 month marker my life began taking shape to a readjusted version of the motherhood of my dreams; one that I realize now is far better than anything I could have imagined. I learned how to ask for help when I needed it and accept that I can't do everything (which created a more real relationship with myself and others).
I met an awesome mommy friend at baby and me Yoga who I clicked with right away. We shared wonderful and trying moments including; teething, lack of sleep, explosive diapers, baby-proofing, first foods, first words, first steps and eventually the challenge of our sons touching and licking those filthy stroller wheels (it literally became a favorite past time).
A lightbulb went off and CityStork stroller wheel covers were born.
Who am I? Well… A lot of things actually.
I’m a New Yorker.
I’m Greek American.
I’m a speech pathologist.
I’m passionate & dramatic (did I mention I was Greek?)
I’m funny (or at least I think I am)
I’m organized (62% of the time)
I’m a good friend (I hope)
I’m patient (sometimes)
I’m a daughter, a sister, a wife and my all time favorite… a mom.
My life in New York with my husband and our toddler son is chaotic, messy, noisy, funny, silly, and perfectly suited for me. My days are filled with long walks in our neighborhood, mommy and me classes, cleaning up spilt milk and discarded cheerios, calling my son on his “phone” while pretending to be Elmo, and tiptoeing around our apartment during his nap time so I can sneak in a much needed shower or reality TV marathon. And then there’s the evenings…. I’m pretty sure I breathe an audible sigh of relief every time my husband walks through the door. By this point in the day, the chaos has reached an all time high. The apartment resembles the aftermath of a tornado, my son and I are both covered in unidentifiable stains, the elaborate dinner I had planned is still in the prep phase and one of us is most likely crying….more often than not its me…..
Motherhood is hard. Plain and simple. A reality that seemed to slap me in the face within the first few weeks of my son being born. I had absolutely no idea what I was doing. I questioned (and googled) every choice I was making. A stark contrast from my pre-baby days in which I honestly believed that I'd be a professional mom ready to tackle any obstacle that came my way…. So now what?! I had no choice but to embrace this new reality and began to seek out “mommy friends.” I was desperate to find other women who could share in my utter confusion, my concerns, and my excitement. Much to my surprise I made an incredible friend early on in my hectic journey as a new mom. We quickly built a solid friendship. We supported each other. We laughed and cried together. We struggled and succeeded and somewhere along the way we decided to build a company together.