Who am I? It’s something I struggle with every single day of my life.
I’ve been this or that for so long now that somewhere amongst the stereo typical labels I detest so much I’ve kind of gotten lost.
I’m a mother, that’s the most important part of myself, the most wonderful thing in the world as well as the hardest thing I will ever do but I’m not me when I’m with my children; I’ve jumped into the ‘ mum’ zone. Mum lives to serve, protect and look after the children.
When the kids are in school I’m the housemaid, I look after the house and I’m the part time animal keeper of my zoo. A dog, three cats, two hamsters, a rat, a shark and three plecs and a venus fly trap which technically isn’t an animal but you do feed it.
I’m also the lunchtime supervisor; cook, cleaner, general manager and office assistant to my household.
When the kids are in bed I’m the girlfriend, I sit and talk about his day, or watch some boring crap on TV and count myself lucky if he doesn’t fall asleep.
At no point do I ever get to be me. I don’t even know who me is.
I used to be fiery and feisty and fresh with my words, but now I’m more sedate than sadistic.
I used to soak up books like they were made of chocolate I loved them, but now I’m lucky if I’m awake after one page.
I used to love jigsaws, but now my son eats them so I don’t do them.
The highlight of my day is making a coffee. That’s how exciting I am.
The lines have blurred in-between all my roles now that I’ve lost my plan along the way. I used to dream of being an author but now I dream of sleep. The really sad part is if the kids were to all grow up and set off on their own paths in the world, I still don’t think I would be better off.
Will I ever be me?
What if I’m so boring that I can’t stand myself?
I’m sort of lost in translation at the moment, but it’s all I know.
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Wow that poem sums up motherhood well done
I think a lot of mummy’s feel like this, you have to have some time away from being mummy and housewife to just be you xxx
I think a lot of us can relate to this feeling of being lost an not sure who we are any more xx
Sums up motherhood alot
I knw this feeling hun xx
I know this feeling! X
I soooo know what u mean! youve summed up motherhood very well! x
This post is so true!! Us mums do get lost in the moment and we forget who we are!! xx
I think a lot of us feel the same. We become parents and our lives change so much we lose sight of anything other than our children, our own hopes and ambitions go through the window, not because we no longer care but because there is something else more important to us to take care of now – our children. But we need to step back, take a breath and say to ourselves, we are more than parents, we are people in our own right!
So true x
the joys of being a parent! xx