There’s just so much no one talks about when it comes to preparing yourself to be a mom. Some of that is because we were designed to forget. We remember the good more than we remember the bad. It’s instinctual. It keeps us going and doing it all over again. It’s why everyone likes to say, “you’re going to miss it.” But they forget.
Who knew that my most pivotal parenting moments would happen from my knees instead of towering above the little people I’ve birthed? How humbling. And how reassuring. Everything I’ve been through, especially the really hard things, I will probably use to not only relate to others but to help others.
And now, I just don’t know if I can ever go back to sleep, again. I don’t know if I ever want Jimmy to go to sleep, again. Life before the seizure is no longer. We have a new routine.
Six years ago wasn’t that long ago but everything has changed. When I remember her, I don’t think of how perfect she was, because she was anything but. But, she had freedom in her choices and life was so beautifully simple. So this in-between I’m living in, is that forever?
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