My life changed the day my magnificent daughter came into the world. My heart expanded, my instincts deepened, I felt more in the second she was born than I had ever felt in my entire 30 years. My life had been altered forever. No going back. Yet, I made a subconscious vow throughout my entire pregnancy that I was adamant that I would not lose my identity.
I remember going to a spin class about three months after my little was born and the teacher spoke about a time that she felt “lost” and I just crumbled. Spinning with snot dripping down your nose and caked old breast milk on your “sexy” activewear gear ain’t the greatest look. But it truly hit a nerve. Lost. Lost. Lost. That was it. I had no true bearing which way was up. I was in a fog. I had put so much weight on my job being my true identity that without it I had no clue who I thought I was and also who the world now perceived me to be.
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My sister gave me the best advice 2 days after giving birth. I remember telling her "my life will never be the same now" and she said to me. "You do everything you used to do, but now you do it with your baby in tow". That was great advice because I realised that my life didn't end there and I could continue to meet my career and life goals. I continued to live my life as normally as I did before and it has worked for me. My husband and try to do everything we once did. We travelled to all the places we wanted to, with our baby in tow. I took a job overseas for a few months, and took my baby with me. It may be more difficult once we have number two but for now it's working.
It seems most of us go through this and we all regret wasting time in our heads when we could have been enjoying our first born more. But I think we need to go through this adjustment and come out the other side hopefully content or more self aware of who we are now. I had less time with my second because I was busy with two kids being born only 15 months apart, but I treasured the time with my second more. So I reckon they both got a fair share of their Mum. The first got neurotic type A personality and the second got adoration whenever I could find the time. I still have to remind myself I am a Mum and I have been doing this for 5 years.