Who I am? Someone asked this on social media the other day and I really had to think about the answer. They wanted to know who I was besides being a mom. Most of the ladies suggested they were “just moms” but they were okay with that. I did fall into that category as well. But then I started thinking about it.
Well, I was me. Did I stand out in a crowd? No. Was I living a passionate and fulfulling life? Not especially. I was happy, I enjoyed my life and my time, but even then nothing defined “me.” Sure, I was a reader, and I loved music and concerts (and I still do), but that hasn’t changed. I just don’t get as much time for that now that I have to be a reader to little people, and also a singer of teeth-brushing songs, but my time will come again.
Becoming a mom gave my life more meaning, not less.
Now I have these little people who my world revolves around. I’m passionate about them, and for them. I’m experiencing life again, through their eyes, and I’m very happy to be “just a mom” right now. Maybe while the girls were babies I did feel a little overwhelmed, overtired, and over being “Mom” every minute of the day (and night), but it was worth it. The sleepless nights, the long no-nap days, and the 2 hour bedtimes for toddlers was worth it in the long run.
Now that the girls are both in school, a little time has freed up in my life. I can get back to doing more reading, listening to more music, and pursuing other interests outside of my home and my family. I take a ballet class once a week. I try to fit in some outdoor fitness (I call it taking a walk/jog since I’m not really going for a run,) or gardening. Having the creative outlet of my blog is also great fun, I’m really enjoying writing in my “spare time” (which I usually have to schedule!) And my husband and I go out once a month – sometimes more – to see a movie and have dinner.
I don’t need anything else to define me right now. Being “just a Mom” works. And the days when the little people come home and excitedly tell you about the fun things that happened in their day, or ask to read you a story, really do define my life right now. I love it.
Seeing the girls learn and grow is the most amazing thing to me. The science of growing from tiny babies into fully functioning walking/talking/learning beings is so neat to me. And the psychology of their development, and how different they are from each other is also quite a wonder. I don’t think I will ever stop being amazed by them, or be tired of being “just a Mom.”
Share your thoughts on being “just a Mom” – do you identify with that label? Are you completely against it? I’m always interested in my readers opinions. Leave me a comment and weigh in!