How I Reclaimed the One Thing I Lost in Motherhood: Myself

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Five years ago I started a new chapter in my life.

It was the beginning of my journey as a mother. With this new start, I was forced to give up a lot of things that were once a huge part of my life. The world no longer revolved around me, but instead around this little person that I helped create.

As trying as motherhood was, I attempted to maintain some sense of self and not let the demands of the job take me away from myself. But three kids later, “me time” slowly dwindled and I found myself slipping away. My priorities shifted, and while my heart and life felt more fulfilled than it ever had before, I was still missing something.

I needed to do something for me.

But I wasn’t sure what that something was. I’d been so out of touch with myself that I didn’t know what excited me other than things that revolved around my children.

Five months ago I visited my doctor for a routine visit. At the beginning of the appointment they asked me to step on the scale. It was the first time that I’d done that since having my son nine months earlier. Even though I wasn’t back to my pre-baby weight, I still felt confident in the way that I looked — up until the moment I stepped on that scale. My weight far exceeded what I had thought and despite all of my previous confidence in my appearance, that all came crashing down.

It was then that I vowed to myself that I would start working out. After picking my daughter up from school in the afternoons, I’d take all three kids to the gym with me, drop them off in the kids area, and take an hour for myself to workout. We started going three days a week and then eventually I bumped it up to five days. Little by little I saw a change, but it wasn’t the change that I anticipated. Of course, I saw the difference in my body but I also noticed a difference in my attitude.

Slowly, working out became something I was passionate about. It’s something that I look forward to every single day. What started as a necessity to take off the baby weight, has now become something that I love doing. It’s my hour of the day that is entirely for myself. The kids are taken care of and I am solely focused on doing something I enjoy.

Am I perfect at it? No. Do I have the perfect body because of it? No. But I’m happier with it. For five years I hadn’t found anything that allows me to fully escape and this allows me do it.

So if you find yourself losing bits and pieces of yourself in this journey of motherhood because life just gets in the way, search for that one thing you love and do it more often.

You will thank you for it.

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