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25 years of being a MOM!

Now that I am focusing on rediscovering myself and writing is something I always wanted to do, I went to our local library last week to attend a writer’s support group meeting, to see if that’s something I could do. It is an informal group for anyone who wishes to write, aspiring writers of all ages and genres.

It was my first time going there. So, they asked me what do I usually write about and or what do I want to write about and why. I said I usually write about whatever comes to my mind, I call them my "ramblings".

 They are in a blog form and mostly about my journey, as a mom, a parent. My husband and I were old enough to be parents, but we had no external support, our families lived thousands of miles away and I often felt overwhelmed. I wished I had someone to talk to; fellow moms, someone who was going through what I was going through, the rollercoaster of emotions, the good, the bad, the ugly.

 Back then, these feelings were not talked about, there was a certain stigma attached to those feelings. Our parents would only offer advice from a distance. Admitting to the struggles of motherhood was for the weak.

But then Facebook came about, and suddenly I was not alone. There were thousands of “me” going through the same. I found a community of women; I loved reading their experiences. I still do.

And as I celebrate my 25 years of being a mom, I am going to write about my journey; not to offer advice but to rather change our way of thinking, to educate one another. We have so much unlearning to do. I feel like it is time for me to share some of my experiences. There might be someone  out there who is doubting themselves, that they are not good enough; someone who is feeling unworthy, lonely, all alone. I want them to know that they are not alone.

Motherhood is not a job, a title, or a career but it is a journey; there are ups and downs, there are halts and then there is momentum. One needs to embrace it and enjoy the ride. And remember, once you are a mother, you will always be a mother. There is no going back. So, take those pictures, make memories, be in the pictures. You have earned a right to be in them.  

 I am a proud mom of three and we have gone through our ups and downs. I have just now started my “self-love” journey. I am proud of you if you have figured it out already and are taking care of yourself. And it is ok too if you are still in a self-doubt mode but know that it can be changed. I will take a lot of practice and patience, but you can do it.

So, stay with me as I continue to share my ramblings throughout the month of April. We are all on this journey of motherhood together, you are not alone.

Please visit my blog post https://www.rekhasrambling.com/2024/03/you-and-me.html to learn more about my journey. 


Comments

Anonymous said…
Right there with you❤️
Anonymous said…
Hello this is Tamara’s daughter , Danielle; she let me read this yesterday. I have 2 children under 2 and yesterday I was in tears . I recently had my foot operated on and can not put any weight on my leg. My son just got out of the hospital with a surgery and isn’t feeling well so the melt downs from the kids yesterday made me have a meltdown. All my friends children seem to have children that rarely have meltdowns. It is hard when you wonder what am I doing wrong when I care so much.
So my mom handed this to me and something about the way you described hope even the midst of even the down gave me what I needed today. So I took a photo of the kids and I today ! Somehow I feel proud I am surviving this super hard journey right now. Thank you very much for this and thanks mom!
OMG Danielle, this means so much to me. Thank you so much for reading and for your feedback. Just when I was doubting myself again... thank you. Sorry to hear about your plight and hope you are feeling better. You are not alone in this journey and we are in this together , at various stages in our journey called motherhood. Take care of yourself , only then can you take care of them.

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