Life is full of unexpected turns. Which is both a major
cliché and a massive understatement.
You never expected to get in a car
accident that night. You never expected to slip on ice and sprain your wrist.
You never expected ____. You fill in your own blank there. You know that there’s
a whole lot that has happened that you never even saw coming.
The biggest surprise I ever got in my life thus far was when
my husband of two years told me that he wanted a divorce. Add in the fact
that I was a few months pregnant with our planned child and well, in the words
of Clark Griswold, “If I woke up tomorrow with my head sown to the carpet, I couldn't be any more surprised than I am right now.”
Fast forward seven years.
I am in my mid-thirties now. I have a good job, I own my own
home, and I am the mother to the most brilliant, shining son. His name is M.
Being his mother is simply the joy of my life. I spent the first three years
being extremely sleep deprived. Then, I spent a couple of years doing things
like potty training, researching & visiting preschools and making chicken
nuggets. My son is a bit older now, and I have personally reached a time in my
own lift where my job and my friends and my family and my son just aren’t
enough.
Now, I know that sounds like blasphemy.. Motherhood isn’t
ENOUGH for you?!?! Shut your mouth! But, ladies, being a mother isn’t the
end-all-be-all of existence. Before I was a mother, before I was a divorcee,
before I was a wife, before I was a friend or a sister or even a woman, I was
myself. And long after my precious child leaves home, I am going to remain
myself. Motherhood is only one single part of a much larger whole.
And so, I decided in February 2014 to hop on my bike and ride on the most
curvy and hilarious road: Looking for my Plus One.
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