I did cry and I was a bit surprised! I was willing myself
not to cry, however the tears just rolled down as if they had their own free
will. This time around, Craigley didn’t tease me or look exasperated … he
actually held my hand through the outpouring of all emotions. I was happy and
sad at the same time. Some of my friends have questioned this sadness I feel.
Why? They ask … Perhaps it is a side effect of making that choice to be a
stay-at-home mom. My world typically revolves around my children.
Once the kids are at school, who am I? I had my first
identity crisis when my oldest became full time in Grade 1. I was worried about
how he would survive without his mom for 7 hours … then it hit me! How am I
going to survive NOT taking care of him for 7 hours?! It is a sad realization
that staying at home and taking care of the kids is a sweet and short lived “career”.
The kids grow up and I have to let go.
When I had that first identity crisis, I was rescued by my
second pregnancy J
This time around, I need to rescue myself.
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