Dear Merriam-Webster Editors,
I recently learned you added a whopping 150 new words to your dictionary. That’s a substantial number! I mean, it’s more words than some teenagers might use in a week. Among those words were “selfie” and “tweep.”
“Selfie”? “Tweep”? I must admit, I thought perhaps there was a typo and you meant “twerp.” But you didn’t—you’re the dictionary experts, after all. Still, I can’t help but wonder if we really need words like “selfie,” which seems to have originated from the likes of social media influencers.
But here’s what you truly need: a new term for new mothers. Yes, it’s time! New moms have been around far longer than “tweep,” “selfie,” and even the Kardashians. We require a word that captures the essence of this unique experience. And so, I propose the term “neomama.”
A “neomama” represents a first-time mother who feels overwhelmed and unsure of her new role. She’s navigating uncharted waters, often lacking maternal instincts while grappling with the fear of making mistakes. And let’s not forget the exhaustion—she’s likely beyond tired, feeling utterly drained.
This state of motherhood is unlike any other, and it desperately deserves its own distinct term. The difference between a new mom and one with a toddler or a teenager is monumental. There’s a vast chasm between a first-time mother and one who has welcomed a subsequent child, whether it’s baby number two, three, or even twenty-three—depending on your favorite reality shows.
Now, before you defend the existing “mother” category, let me clarify. I’ve seen the entries: “Den mother,” “Earth mother,” “Motherland,” and even “Motherboard.” And let’s not forget the rather shocking inclusion of “motherf#$%er.” While amusing, none of those terms encapsulate the essence of a new mother.
To illustrate my point, let me share a brief story about my first morning alone with my newborn, who was just six days old. My parents and in-laws had left, and my husband was also out. I was suddenly on my own, left with questions about umbilical cords and unusual poops.
The highlight of my first day was supposed to be a peaceful walk around the block. Armed with a sling and an instructional DVD, I soon panicked, fearing my baby couldn’t breathe. I opted to carry him in my arms instead. Naturally, this drew attention, and an older lady stopped to ask, “What’s his name?”
In that moment, I completely blanked. My defense? We had only just named him! After a few seconds of panic, I finally remembered, but the feeling of being a “neomama” was palpable.
Over time, I found my footing and eventually shed my “neomama” status, becoming just a mom—an identity that is thankfully already in the dictionary.
If you’re interested in more insights about motherhood and pregnancy, check out this article on Cervical Insemination for additional information. Also, for those considering home insemination, you might wish to explore the Cryobaby Home Intracervical Insemination Syringe Kit. And if you’re looking for reputable research on fertility, Science Daily offers excellent resources.
In summary, it’s time for a new word that reflects the unique challenges and experiences of new mothers. “Neomama” captures the essence of this journey, and I hope it finds its way into the dictionary soon!
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