I realize I use this space to whine about some of the realities of motherhood. Today, I'm thinking about how tired I am, how I'm still not sleeping well, how I don't quite fit into my old clothes, and how postpartum hair loss is horrible, if not scary.
I think it throws friends when they ask me how I am doing and I launch into my grievances. I see the look on their faces. But that is what's going on, dear friends. Yes, I love my daughter, fiercely. Her smiles make me forget (for a while) some of the difficulties of motherhood. And life is richer, in ways I didn't understand before.
But I'm not one to sugarcoat things and some days I surprise myself with my ability to get out of bed, get dressed and pretend to be functional, maybe even mildly coherent. Today was not one of those days. I stayed at home in my pajamas while taking conference calls.
This post was about Thanksgiving in Colorado: There was snow and family. I didn't bring my work computer. I didn't think about human rights or the uphill battle we face. It was great. And, speaking of M's smiles, here's one that melts my heart.
Beautiful girl. I know all too well those struggles--and the postpartum hair regrowth leads to some odd (if short lived) looks!
ReplyDeleteThis warms my heart...both the adorable photo of that beautiful girl and the knowledge that you have somewhere safe to bring your struggles. Keep sharing them, out loud or in writing. It's the only way to stay sane, and it's good to be reminded that we're all human, and we're all in this together.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Moya and Becki!!
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