Everything is Temporary

Everything is temporary and while I know this to be true for all things in life, it did not become crystal clear to me until becoming a mother. I am the type of person to become too riled up to see the other side of chaos. Motherhood is hard, rewarding, and exhausting. I am currently in the thick of it all with a 4.5 year old and a 1.5 year old, and I feel like I am drowning most days and ask (out loud) who thought that I was a good fit for this motherhood gig and when are the real adults coming back to get them?!

Everything is temporary.

I miss the days of coming home from a hard day of work and sitting on the couch with a pint of ice cream, binging Netflix with no other responsibility other than to feed to the cats. I miss the weekends of waking up on my own time, randomly going to Target, or looking up the yoga schedule for the day and actually attending a class that same day – imagine that! Gone are the days where I am the captain of my own ship; I am now co-captain of a family ship with other people’s well-being and lives I have to consider in conjunction with my own well-being and life. 

Everything is temporary. 

I became a mother almost 5 years ago, and most days I am still trying to catch my footing and stand on solid ground; I have not gotten used to the fact that all of my time is not my own all of the time and that I have to literally plan when to use the bathroom. Intentionality has never been a north star for me but since I stepped into this crazy world of motherhood, being intentional with my time has been the biggest challenge for me and a constant struggle. 

Everything is temporary.