The woman in the glass

Who am I? Who is the woman who stares back at me from the glass? I don’t always recognise her. She is tired, she looks a little thinner than I remember. She looks a little like she doesn’t know who she is.

Perhaps I don’t. This is new, still, kind of. This being a mother.

I’m no longer just me. I’m now me plus Milin plus Jasmin.

It’s not just me in the mirror anymore. It’s me plus the children who are mine.

The mirror tells our story. It tells of a woman whose life changed when Milin was born. It tells of a mother whose life changed again with Jasmin.

Yes I am tired and thinner and perhaps I haven’t brushed my hair or wiped the pureed pear from my shoulder. But yes I am more than I was. I am a mother.

That face that looks back at me now belongs to a woman who has grown up, even though I don’t always feel like a grown up.

It is the face of a woman who has learnt to love, to protect, to cherish, to nurture, and to put the lives of two babies above all else. It is the face of a woman who has learnt what is important, and that it is family, it is love, it is health, it is happiness, it is honesty, it is loyalty. It is the face of a woman who has learnt that nothing matters more than her children.

Who is that woman in the glass? She is a woman for whom life has changed. It is no longer about climbing the ladder, getting a paycheck, or winning awards. It is no longer about putting myself first, throwing caution to the wind and heading out in search of adventures without the need to look into the future.

I’m still working out who I am, now that I am a mother. The pre-mother me is still there. But everything has shifted a little, and I’m still finding my way to fit into this new woman in the glass.

The woman in the mirror

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15 Thoughts on “The woman in the glass

  1. Being a mother is a complete game-changer isn’t it? I wish it had made me thinner though! That said, I know exactly where you’re coming from. X

  2. Lovely post. I don’t think you have any idea how much your life changes when you have children. #TheThemeGame

  3. …And the mirror is looking right into your soul amid the cries of “Mummy I’m hungry!”…
    I often look in my eyes in the mirror and know that I look more tired then I did Before Child. But the sparkle’s still there.
    #TheThemeGame

  4. I love this post and completely relate to how you feel when you look at yourself and wonder who I am now? Being a mum really does change you more than you can imagine doesn’t it? Wonderfully written post as always xx #thethemegame

  5. I totally relate to this post. My eldest is 7 and I’m still adjusting to the different ‘me’. I like it though, being me, which is always handy :) Beautifully written and a lovely interpretation of glass. Thanks for sharing with #TheThemeGame

  6. Beautiful post. And it rings so true. We are the same, and yet we are totally changed forever. Thanks for sharing with #TheThemeGame x

  7. Such a lovely post! While I imagine it’s difficult to adjust to the new you I bet it’s all completely worth it when you look at the lovely children you’ve got

  8. It really does change so much doesn’t it? It takes awhile to work through it all xx #TheThemeGame

  9. Another beautiful post! I can relate to so much of this (although the thinner woman of the newborn baby days has long gone!).

  10. I have four children and I’ve sadly completely lost who I was before. Of course that person is still there, just waiting to be unleashed on an unsuspecting public one day lol x

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