First & foremost, I'm a mother to the most beautiful almost 9-month old boy.
And then it gets tricky.
I'm a partner, a housewife, a daughter, a sister and a friend... in no particular order.
I'm currently enjoying maternity leave and I'm not sure if I'm dreading or counting the days until I return to work. See, I think I lost my sense of self when I birthed M's placenta. It's like I suddenly lost anything important to say and my answer to any sort of "what's new?" question became "I had a baby" whether it was warranted or not. I began to talk like a toddler by adding '-ed' to everything.
I have days when I think I am a fabulous partner and others when I am so on the ball that I think I'm such a great housewife that I would want one of me all to myself! I have days when I feel like I've got all bases covered and I'm playing the role of a great partner, daughter, sister & friend. But... I have days when I'm wearing the same outfit for the 3rd day in a row with no desire to leave the house except to get coffee. The house is in shambles & we're ordering take out for what seems to be like the umpteenth time that month.
I am SO motivated by my son but I feel like I've lost motivation. I don't know what it's like to be a part of a "work something" anymore and I don't know what it's like to be in the loop in a world that doesn't involve babies, babies & more babies. Other than having a baby, I feel like I don't know how to finish what I start.
Perhaps a dreary start to my blog but I think this could be my chance to figure out who I am NOW. I know wh0 I was and I know (sort of) who I am now but who am I going to be?
