The fact that my boys birthdays are two days apart means that with each year I seemingly become more and more reflective at this time of year about my role as mother and how I have served in this role. This year is perhaps more significant as my youngest has turned four and will begin school in September and my eldest turning seven just a couple of days after marks seven years of me being a stay at home mum. Seven years of not working full time in a role outside of mother and main caregiver ... I find myself taking a deep breath even as I type the words.
I have been looking back at old diaries, old blog posts, old photographs, old memorabilia that I've collected over these years and I have been savoring it all. I have felt a little sad at times at things that will never be again, I've felt nostalgic, happy, broody, relieved, a whole bunch of feelings. I've also been thinking about all that is yet to come and have felt very excited, ambitious even! I have been mourning those early morning feeds, those first smiles, first laughs, all of those 'firsts' and I have been dreaming of new possibilities. Fantasizing about travel, time spent in the sun, books that I will read, courses I will take, jobs I will have, independence I will nurture, a new phase with my husband .... Change: beauty or burden? A little of both I believe. However, there is hope coursing through my veins and I am relishing another tomorrow... I hope you are too. In the mean time, here's a trip down memory lane.
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