Sleeping Beauty woke up singing to birds and full of promises for her future. This is what I pictured as my mom life. Full of ambition and promise for my little ones- my whole worlds, my hearts! I would wake up singing to my baby and fall in bed, exhausted but looking forward to doing it again. Blue dresses would twirl around my calves as I mopped and tended to the baby’s laundry and rocked her back to sleep. It would be a tiring but magical and fulfilling time.
Instead, having a baby was disorienting and exhausting, without the singing of birds or pretty dress swirling around me as I efficiently checked off my to-do list. My daughter and son were, are, and will forever be my whole worlds, my heart, but it isn’t always that straight-forward, is it?
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