Once upon a time there was a girl whose main goal in life was to get married and have a family.
That girl was me. I didn't have ambitions to spend years in school to become a surgeon, or ambitions to travel the world alone, or ambitions to spend all my money on booze at the bar every night.. I wanted to be a wife and mommy.
That sounds very 1950's and I'm sure many women would look down on me for it, but to each there own.
Now that I have everything, and have achieved those goals I have a new dilemma. How do I find the ME in MOMMY? I'm not having an identity crisis, I am very happy devoting my thoughts and time to being the best mommy I can be.
The problem is, who do I become when mommy isn't my number one job anymore? Being a mom will always be my number one priority but I won't always be needed at some point in the future my children will grow up and run off to university or to travel the world, and then what's left for me?
Nope, definitely not a pressing issue now, but something I need to think about.
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Thursday, September 23, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
Parental Love
Love is a feeling that never ceases to amaze me. Just when I think I have it all figured out... BAM! Curveball!
Hubbs and I have been together for over 5 years now, and I've never once questioned or doubted my love for him. Probably because we started dating in June 2005, but in March of 2005 I already knew I wanted to marry him. I thought I knew love inside out, and had experienced all that I could just from loving my husband.
Until I became a mom.
The love I feel for Monster makes me want to apologize a million times to my own mom. I was a good kid, but sometimes I was mean and spiteful. As a child I just didn't understand the love my mom and dad had for me, how could I?
How could anyone ever begin to explain the magnitude? Parental love is also a need to protect, a strive to be the best, a will to be a better person so that the child is too.
How does any parent live after hearing the "I hate you"s of puberty? How does any parent live when your teenager hates you?
I guess I can only hope Monster is a mamas boy and loves me forever.
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Hubbs and I have been together for over 5 years now, and I've never once questioned or doubted my love for him. Probably because we started dating in June 2005, but in March of 2005 I already knew I wanted to marry him. I thought I knew love inside out, and had experienced all that I could just from loving my husband.
Until I became a mom.
The love I feel for Monster makes me want to apologize a million times to my own mom. I was a good kid, but sometimes I was mean and spiteful. As a child I just didn't understand the love my mom and dad had for me, how could I?
How could anyone ever begin to explain the magnitude? Parental love is also a need to protect, a strive to be the best, a will to be a better person so that the child is too.
How does any parent live after hearing the "I hate you"s of puberty? How does any parent live when your teenager hates you?
I guess I can only hope Monster is a mamas boy and loves me forever.
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