IT'S THE SMALL THINGS Last week, I wrote about the start of an era simply because we are so used to celebrating the end, we often overlook that every ending has a beginning. In the same manner, we must not forget the fact that for a period of time to be memorable, we must live it – to the fullest – by feeling every emotion, seizing every day, and making the most out of every moment. I have just begun my motherhood era, yet, I now know what they mean by your children become your greatest teachers.
I am not only starting to realize a lot of new things about myself, I am meeting a version of myself I had previously never known. Your priorities do not only shift, they change. All of a sudden, your world is clad with cuddles, lullabies and a smile is worth a million bucks, yet in the same light, you never run out of anxieties or things to worry about.
A sense of great responsibility cloaks you – the kind you have never known – because rightfully so, you are now responsible for a whole other life; a whole other human being. If I were asked to describe what this era has been like, I would say that life thus far has been both a whirlwind and a lullaby. Some of the days (especially at the very start) are slow, but boy, have the months flown by.
It has been a roller coaster of sorts where each day can be a mix of both calm and chaos, yet, each day, filled with tiny miracles and milestones. Our home now feels even more complete – a piece I never knew was missing came to fill i.