My love. It’s a special kind of love that forms after being a Mom (generally speaking…I don’t meant to speak for everyone). But— I love this little guy more than anything. As Dr. Frasier Craine says “You don’t just love your children…you fall in love with them” I also found a deep found respect for my mom. I’ve always respected her, but I finally “got it”
Absolutely everything changes, but in such a beautiful way.
I never wanted kids before I met my husband. Even through the early years of our relationship, I wasn’t convinced it was for me. I’m independent, I love to be alone, I have a lot of hobbies, and frankly I just never really liked kids all that much (except the ones I was related to). All you hear about kids is how they suck your energy and you don’t get to do fun things anymore.
The part that nobody told me was how having this gorgeous little human would fill me with such a profound new perspective on everything in my life, that it truly made every experience richer. Watching him experience new things, learn new things, and take in the things that were previously mundane to me has deepened my appreciation for the human existence as a whole. You realize just how important your life is. How much every minute/hour/day matters. How to truly soak the most out of the time that you do get to yourself, and all of the hobbies I was worried about giving up, I’m now drastically better at all of them than I was before he was born.
Don’t get me wrong, there are many tough days and it’s not always sunshine and roses, and everyone’s postpartum experience is different. But the overall experience and the way it has altered my appreciation for life and for myself, is beyond words.
In all realness? Me. I knew that it would be hard to hold on to my identity, but it was practically ripped from me, and I was too sleep deprived for a while to do anything about it lol. The silver lining is that there was no way to not completely transform into a new person. Sure, I’m more stressed balancing life and trying to raise a good human. But I’m also stronger, good at setting boundaries, closer to my family, more adaptable because I have to be, etc. I know my purpose, and I know what’s truly important. It also lit a fire under me to finish my education because I want to be fulfilled in a career when I go back to work and be an example for my kids.
I only have a 3yo daughter right now (trying for our second/last now) but she is the greatest joy. I never new my heart was capable of this kind of love. It was worth every single struggle that I had to overcome to get here.
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I always had someone to do things with, I never had to be alone.
Everything changed. Everything.
My life’s purpose
My love. It’s a special kind of love that forms after being a Mom (generally speaking…I don’t meant to speak for everyone). But— I love this little guy more than anything. As Dr. Frasier Craine says “You don’t just love your children…you fall in love with them” I also found a deep found respect for my mom. I’ve always respected her, but I finally “got it”
Absolutely everything. For the better and for the worse.
Absolutely everything changes, but in such a beautiful way.
I never wanted kids before I met my husband. Even through the early years of our relationship, I wasn’t convinced it was for me. I’m independent, I love to be alone, I have a lot of hobbies, and frankly I just never really liked kids all that much (except the ones I was related to). All you hear about kids is how they suck your energy and you don’t get to do fun things anymore.
The part that nobody told me was how having this gorgeous little human would fill me with such a profound new perspective on everything in my life, that it truly made every experience richer. Watching him experience new things, learn new things, and take in the things that were previously mundane to me has deepened my appreciation for the human existence as a whole. You realize just how important your life is. How much every minute/hour/day matters. How to truly soak the most out of the time that you do get to yourself, and all of the hobbies I was worried about giving up, I’m now drastically better at all of them than I was before he was born.
Don’t get me wrong, there are many tough days and it’s not always sunshine and roses, and everyone’s postpartum experience is different. But the overall experience and the way it has altered my appreciation for life and for myself, is beyond words.
Everything changed. I found my purpose, my heart, and the other half of my soul.
In all realness? Me. I knew that it would be hard to hold on to my identity, but it was practically ripped from me, and I was too sleep deprived for a while to do anything about it lol. The silver lining is that there was no way to not completely transform into a new person. Sure, I’m more stressed balancing life and trying to raise a good human. But I’m also stronger, good at setting boundaries, closer to my family, more adaptable because I have to be, etc. I know my purpose, and I know what’s truly important. It also lit a fire under me to finish my education because I want to be fulfilled in a career when I go back to work and be an example for my kids.
I only have a 3yo daughter right now (trying for our second/last now) but she is the greatest joy. I never new my heart was capable of this kind of love. It was worth every single struggle that I had to overcome to get here.