Mother born

I’m not the person I once was.

Not the same woman, wife or friend.

I’m the mother immersed in early motherhood.

I struggle to make it anywhere on time. I’m always covered in children or some sort of stain.

And I regularly have to leave early.

I don’t have as much time to give my husband. I forget to tell him how much I love and

appreciate him. Yet I rely on him so much more.

I haven’t seen some of my friends in months. I regularly forget to check in with them or

message them back. I can’t remember the last time I caught up with them without children in

the middle.

And this adjustment hasn’t always been easy.

Some days I miss parts of the woman, the wife, and the friend I used to be.

The reliable one.

The consistent one.

The relaxed and carefree one.

But the changes have been worth it.

Because I have gained so much.

I have experienced growing, birthing and feeding babies. I’ve seen a mental and physical

strength in myself that I didn’t know I had.

I have felt the privilege of being an entire world to another human. To have the honour of

helping them in their path to create their own.

I understand what it is to be loved in a way only a mother knows. To be wanted and needed

so deeply. So purely and without condition.

Since becoming a mother my priorities have changed.

My values have changed.

I have changed.

But it’s the best sort of change.

Every single change is, no matter the difficulties that come with some of them.

These changes have been the making of me.

A new me.

The mother born into me.

And I will keep changing.

I will keep evolving alongside my children, as we move through the seasons together.

Because that’s what it takes to be a mother.

That’s what comes with a love like this.

It’s growth.

It’s adapting.

And above all, it’s moving in the direction of your heart.

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