"Life will never be the same again" my Mum tried to tell me.
But in my excitement, I couldn't quite grasp the gravity of those words. I couldn't fathom a world beyond your arrival.
I had no idea that there was to be a complete renovation. That I was to change, and grow, uncomfortably so. That the very ground beneath my feet would feel different.
No idea that hidden behind the illusion of seemingly domestic every-day-ness, something really quite extraordinary was happening to mothers everywhere. Boy, they hid it well.
I had no idea that the best was yet to come. That I would eventually find my feet again and emerge. Reborn. Re-animated. A mash-up of old and new. And yes, just like Mum said, never quite the same. A transformation at once disconcerting and freeing.
Sure, I grew you, birthed you, carried you. And carry you still.
But really, it was you, little one, that brought me to life.
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