Thank you for sharing this beautiful vulnerability. I remember feeling that invisibility when my kids were young. And the inner debate of how much of myself to sacrifice. It sounds odd, but when I look back at 18 years of motherhood I now count all the times I chose their best interest over mine as one of the great privileges of motherhood. You will find your way.
Tears. I never once regretted the times I chose myself. Because I had to feel decent to be decent to my boy. Choosing you and choosing them is in a way really the same. 2 good things I did: be present when I was with him (because I'd taken care of me) and let him know he was always safe and loved unconditionally (even or maybe because - I missed that myself).
Thank you for sharing this beautiful vulnerability. I remember feeling that invisibility when my kids were young. And the inner debate of how much of myself to sacrifice. It sounds odd, but when I look back at 18 years of motherhood I now count all the times I chose their best interest over mine as one of the great privileges of motherhood. You will find your way.
This hit in exactly the right place.
Tears. I never once regretted the times I chose myself. Because I had to feel decent to be decent to my boy. Choosing you and choosing them is in a way really the same. 2 good things I did: be present when I was with him (because I'd taken care of me) and let him know he was always safe and loved unconditionally (even or maybe because - I missed that myself).
That is perfectly said! Choosing you and choosing them is the same!
So much love goes to you, Leandra! And yes to needing our mums so bad it hurts, always.
Beautiful.
Wonderful and real. Deeply felt and wrought. Thank you for sharing your words, insights, experiences.