As I’m coming up on one year of momming, I’m feeling extra contemplative. This last year has been filled with trials and triumphs, happy tears, sad tears, and just-because tears. It’s been a roller coaster! And, sometimes, I feel like I might not have been tall enough to ride.
Through it all, I’ve learned a lot. So, as I’m exactly two weeks away from my baby girl turning one year old, I wanted to share with all of you what being a mom means to me.
It’s easier to be away than it is to be home.
There, I said it. I hate that it’s true, but it is. I don’t mean it in the way you’re thinking.
I don’t mean I’d rather be out in the grown up world than at home with my baby. I don’t mean that I prefer working to changing diapers. Some people do. And that’s great. We need people who love to work and live for their jobs.
I’m just not one of them.
What I mean when I say it’s easier to be at work than it is to be home is that it’s easier to be there because I have to be there.
I’m not doing a great job of explaining myself. Here… let me try this again.