As a mom, sometimes I feel like my life is lived under a microscope. “Don’t do that, you’re a mom!” “Don’t wear that, you are a mother now.” “Dont…” I’m a little tired of it.
Ok, you caught me. I’m more than a little tired of it. I’m a human being! I’m not only a mom. I’ve got hobbies, likes and dislikes, and I have a personality outside of parenting. I’ll always be “Mom” to my kids, but I also want them to know more about me.
Honestly, this is stemming from some recent discoveries (and non-discoveries) about my biological family (more on that soon, I promise). I don’t want my kids or any of my descendants to ever wonder, “So… who was she, anyway? What was she like?”
I want them to feel like they know me, not just ‘mom me’.
- I was an athlete once. I know it’s hard to tell, looking at me now, but I used to be pretty slick.
- I love scary movies. The scarier, the better.
- I had my ‘first kiss’ in Kindergarten, behind the slide. I got in trouble. My first ‘real’ kiss was in 8th grade. I got in trouble for that one, too.
- I hate flying. “But mom, we flew for vacation every year?” Yes. Yes we did. And I hated every second of it.
- I used to dream about being an actress. I wanted to see my name in lights. That never happened outside of high school and college (at least, not at this point!). I still dream about it occasionally, though.
- Spinach and Asparagus are the WORST. Blegh.
- I used to be terrified of raising kids. Parenthood was so scary to me, until I actually became a mom. Then I fell in love with it.
- If you ask me to choose a favorite book/movie/musician/food… I won’t be able to. I simply won’t. Maybe I could give like… a top 10 list for each, but I truly can’t pick a favorite. I am incapable.
- I’ve had an emotionally tumultuous life. If you ever think I don’t get it, chances are, I do. I was a pretty angsty young adult. Thanks to time, unconditional love, medication, and intense therapy, I made it through.
- I never expected to fall in love like I did. I had a ‘type’, and Ryan is everything BUT. To this day, we laugh about how he totally re-defined everything I thought I knew and swept me off my feet, despite my own personal preferences at the time. Now I’m a firm believer that love happens unexpectedly, and in the strangest of ways.
Despite what the world says about parenthood, and the often overwhelming feeling that I’m losing my own identity to the ‘momness’ of it all… I’m still me. And that’s awesome.