Losing myself along the way

Losing Myself in Motherhood

No one really prepares you for how much motherhood changes you. People tell you about the sleepless nights, the tantrums, the milestones, the endless love.But not always about the way you can slowly lose yourself along the way.

I didn’t notice it at first. It happened little by little. My needs slipped further down the list. My hobbies gathered dust. My dreams got put on hold. Somewhere between the diaper changes, the school runs, the appointments, the meals, and the endless mental load, I got buried.

And here’s the truth: I love my kids more than anything in this world. Being their mom is the most important, most meaningful role I’ll ever have. But I’ve also had moments where I’ve looked in the mirror and thought, Who am I now, besides their mom.

It’s a strange kind of grief…missing the old version of yourself while also being proud of the person you’ve become. It’s complicated.

I’m learning that it’s okay to feel both. It’s okay to love motherhood deeply and still miss the parts of yourself that feel hidden. And maybe the real challenge is finding ways to bring her back…piece by piece. So that I don’t just exist for my kids, but also for myself.

Because one day, they’ll grow up. They’ll need me less. And when that happens, I want to still know who I am.