Because I Hated Being Alone

Man.  I remember my early years of wifehood.  We had kids so soon that wifehood and motherhood just became one giant fondue pot of mess.  Everywhere I looked were moms who seemed to have it all together, and I was like, “why is just not my thing?” “Will it ever be my thing?” I often worried because all of the perfect moms I was surrounded by seemed to just glide right into taking care of tiny people so effortlessly. Why was I struggling? Why was this similar to a takeover, rather than an addition? No matter how I felt there was always guilt about it.  I know now that motherhood guilt just comes with the territory, but I did not know that then.  If writing to you guys makes you feel a little less alone, then that’s why I blog.  At first, I started typing away so I felt like I had something other than motherhood pressing against my fingers.  Then I soon realized, I never want anyone to feel as alone as I felt.  I made it.  I want you to know that I am okay.  You will be too.  Keep reading.  Take a drink.  Love ya!

 

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