I remember feeling like I just didn’t know where I fit as a brand new mom. Everyone who came over would say the same thing…”Isn’t being a mom just the greatest thing you ever did?” And while I agreed with them, I also couldn’t shake the feeling of being an imposter.
I felt like a stranger in my own skin. I’d look in the mirror and see a body that didn’t look like it used to and that I wasn’t sure was ever really going to feel like mine again. And while I loved my new mama role, I also couldn’t help but feel like there had to be something more to life than spit up and holey yoga pants.
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We hear it all the time. ”Sleep when the baby sleeps.” Or maybe it’s, “Rest when she (or he) does.” No matter how it is delivered, the package is the same…Take some time for YOU while your baby naps. But while the concept seems nice, how many of us actually do it?
I still remember those days as a new mom SO well. After bringing my sweet little girl home and spending the first few weeks in utter disbelief that she was finally here and I was actually a mom, real life started setting in.
The reality of having a tiny person constantly attached to me (literally she nursed ALL.the.time!) and the responsibility of taking care of not only myself but another precious life sank in. In the early days, it didn’t seem like that big of a deal. My husband was still home on paternity leave, and we had family in and out. So I had extra hands to hold her so I could do things like going to the bathroom, changing clothes, and maybe eating a snack hands-free.
As we were working out the other day, our daughter joined us. She began kicking her legs and picking up her little purple weights, and we said to her, “You’re strong.” Her immediate response was to drop what she was doing and pose, showing us her muscles, showing us how strong she was.
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For as long as I can remember, I’ve worn the same 3 pieces (or sets) of jewelry. My wedding rings, a pair of opal earrings, and a locket my husband gave me for our first Valentine’s Day that was his grandmother’s.
It’s not that I don’t like jewelry. I do. And truth be told, I’ve always wanted to be one of those girls who has the unique jewelry that perfectly accents each of her outfits. But I’m not, and I’ve finally come to terms with that because I’ve realized one thing… Continue reading