When I became a mom, I expected it to be all I dreamed of and more.
I don’t know about you, but I had high expectations about the type of mom I was going to be. I had grand visions of all the things I was going to do with my kids and the life we were going to live.
I defiantly needed a reality check and boy did I get it.
You see, when I became a mom I was so excited to enter into my role as a full time mom and homemaker. I dreamed of having a perfectly organized home, growing a garden, canning, having a hot meal ready for my husband when he got home, homeschooling, and raising wonderfully obedient and perfect kids.
I know I know, I couldn’t even write that without laughing at my sweet little naïve self.
As I trudged through motherhood with my first child I tried to do all the things I dreamed, but many nights I went to bed feeling completely empty.
Maybe if I learn to garden, or take my daughter to more story time classes, or learn to make things homemade, or maybe if I just organized a different room in the house.
Every day came and with it I tried to “be a better mom and wife” and every night I felt the same. Empty.
Why? I was following my dreams, wasn’t I?
Well, actually I wasn’t. Everything I tried I found little joy in. Sure, I like cooking, the way an organized home feels, and teaching my daughter new concepts, but I have to be honest, none of that made me feel like I had purpose. None.
Somewhere an older generation mom is cringing at the fact that motherhood alone didn’t give my life purpose. Sure, I love my kids and I would take a bullet for every single one of them but for me at the end of my life I want to do more and be more than just a mom.
If you’re fully fulfilled in life by motherhood and motherhood alone, then by all means keep doing what you’re doing. For the purpose of this post though I’m not talking to you. I’m talking to the moms searching for more beyond the call of motherhood.
For me my search really began after the birth of my second daughter. Her baby stage in life was drastically different than my oldest. At three weeks old we found a tumor in her neck, she struggled nursing, she had a tongue and lip tie, had trouble gaining wait, and had a thrush infection that lasted almost 3 months. With all her health issues we had multiple doctor and physical therapy appointments every single week. On top of always being on the go I was trying to pump 10-14 times a day to save my milk supply. This all added up to one overly exhausted mom.
While I was trudging through the toughest season of motherhood I had the realization that I needed something more. Motherhood was burning me out and if something didn’t change I was scared about what could happen.
This was when I discovered self-care. After implementing it for a while I came to the conclusion that I needed to find something in life beyond motherhood. I needed something that brought me joy that didn’t include wiping butts, noses, or spilt milk. Something that could pull me out of my motherhood depression or bring me comfort while I sat right in the middle of it.
Over time I realized that I wasn’t the only one walking through this kind of season in motherhood. During this time, I met tons of moms who were walking through the same, similar, or even worse seasons, but the one thing that was the same across the board was that we were all in it together.
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Yeah, it’s true we all had our own families, but as moms we banned together and helped one another find peace in the most chaotic times of our lives. This was what lead me to start The Deeply Rooted Mom Blog. I wanted a place to offer advice, inspiration, and encouragement for moms to thrive during their journeys in motherhood instead of just survive them. I wanted a place to share my journey through motherhood so other moms could see we weren’t so different after all.
The moment I stepped out on the ledge and said yes to starting this blog my life changed. After writing my first post I knew I had found my purpose in life and in no way was I turning back. With every day and every step I take my life changes and I’m left standing there in awe.
I’m so grateful that I said yes, that I took a chance, and that I didn’t let what others think I should or shouldn’t be doing change my opinion or direction. I’m thankful and honored that I can call myself not just a wife and mom, but also a BLOGGER! Even two years later that still feels weird saying, but I’m happy I allowed myself to take on that title.
I feel like every mom should find something in life that brings them purpose and joy beyond motherhood. Its life changing in so many ways.
Here’s how finding my purpose beyond motherhood has changed my life.
Being able to have a place where I’m needed outside of motherhood gives me purpose and in turn makes me happy. We all want to feel like we are needed in this world. For some motherhood is enough, for others we need something beyond motherhood. Either way you feel is ok.
I’m a Better Mom & Wife
Finding my purpose has lowered my stress levels and made me a happier person. All of this has added up to me being a better mom and wife. Since my stress isn’t as high I’m slower to get angry or upset at the small, day to day, stuff. This is a major win.
I’ve Become Courageous
In the past if something ever required me to be bold and courageous I would walk the other way. I remember in High School I had the option to try out for cheerleading and then another time I had the option to perform a dance with a couple other girls at an assembly, but can you guess what I did instead? Yep, didn’t try. You see, if I didn’t try I couldn’t fail. This was my approach to many things in life until the Blog.
Writing stuff for the whole world to not only read but judge is scary. With every day closer to my launch date I got more and more scared. The day came, and I didn’t let the fear win. I launched my blog and haven’t looked back.
I’ve Learned that Dreams are Worth Chasing
Too many times in my life I have let my dreams be just that, dreams. Fear of failure, fear of judgement, fear of change. It all kept me from pursuing my dreams and making them a reality. Finding my purpose and actually going for it taught me that your dreams are worth chasing.
The thing is, we only have one life. That’s it. No more, no less. Do you really want to spend your whole life collecting regrets of things you should have done but didn’t? I don’t. I want to come to the end of my life and have people say, “She made her dreams a reality and didn’t let fear stop her.”
If you desire more out of your life beyond motherhood, then I’m here to tell you that’s ok. Find your purpose and GO FOR IT. Don’t let your kids grow up, move out, and leave you sitting there saying, “What now?”