On the heels of my Mother’s Day Post, I thought I’d share a little bit about my entry into motherhood…
I was an Electronics Engineer. After a long bout with infertility, I became pregnant and subsequently birthed the most perfect child on the face of the earth. After a 3 month leave, I went back to work, and was completely amazed at my new-found clarity. People were still talking about the same problems that existed when I was there 3 months prior and I had a baby at home that was changing every day. My husband (sensing what I needed and maybe liking the idea of one of us being there for our daughter) suggested that I stay home. So, I, gulp, became a stay-at-home mom.
However…I’m not one of those women who just loves babies and children – sorry, yours might NOT have been that cute; I don’t automatically think all babies are. I was not used to spending time with babies, let alone those that refuse to sleep during the day (thankfully, she slept through the night at an early age.) I’m reflective and need a lot of quiet – babies are not quiet. When my husband came home from work, I handed him the baby and went to my room and closed the door. Months later I went out with whoever would go with me or to the movies by myself and no, I did not have postpartum depression. I was not depressed, I was just going through an adjustment. By the way, my husband appreciated his time to bond with our daughter in his own way without me hovering.
Following are 2 pages from my “All About Me” digital photo book album:
Have you ever made a big life adjustment, perhaps one that you never thought you would?