Tag: working mom
I haven’t regretted my decision to work from home for a second, but it’s definitely been something I’ve had to (and still am) learning to get used to. Going from having to be at the office at a certain time on certain days to being able to work whenever (and wherever) is a whole new world.
You cooked and baked with us. You took us fishing. You kept on top of our schoolwork, ensuring we studied and did our projects on time. You taught us to drive a stick-shift car in the empty high school parking lot. You met first dates at the door with a stern, sometimes fumbling, always cautious greeting. You prayed every day for us to have the lives, the education, the relationships, you never did.
You see, becoming a mother isn't always about remembering who you were before. Sometimes it's about finding who you are now. I don't know where my passions will lead me in the long run. Maybe I'll be a doula forever, or maybe I'll go back to school to become a midwife. Who knows. One thing is for sure: Becoming a mother didn't take away my identity.