I lost myself in motherhood

 I lost myself in motherhood,

but I found someone stronger.

Motherhood changed everything.
It pulled me apart and put me back together in a way I never expected.

There were days I didn’t recognize myself.
Days I felt stretched thin.
Days I wondered if the girl I used to be was gone for good.

But somewhere in the middle of the chaos and the learning and the growing,
I found a different version of me.
A version that speaks up.
A version that stands firm.
A version that survives things she never thought she could.

I may have lost pieces of who I was,
but I gained someone braver.
More grounded.
More patient.
More real.

Motherhood didn’t just take from me.
It built me.
And I’m proud of the woman I am becoming every single day.

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