a reminder

It's fast and slow and joyful and exhausting all at once.

I've had so many mothers email me lately, each one anxious and tired and utterly overwhelmed by everything the first year entails. I vividly remember the same anxiety; doubt and wonder and almighty love mixed together. There was, in retrospect, a sense of loss, too. It took me a while to find my feet as a mother; I grieved what I had left behind and struggled to feel confident and content in my new role. I remember fumbling and wanting so desperately to feel a sense of purpose.

Of course, it came, but it took time.

Be patient, first-time mother. Go gently.

Jody, http://www.practisingsimplicity.com/2015/10/babyhood.html