It was my birthday on Monday (24th July) and I’m always reflective around my birthday, but this year more than ever.
When we are younger, we tend to set ourselves life goals to achieve by the time we are 21, 25, 30 etc. but I stopped doing that when the twins were born. I was so wrong to think that I should stop having expectations of myself just because I had children younger than planned.
I found that my goals were no longer to satisfy myself, but for my children, my maternal family and my nuclear family. I didn’t want the added pressure of making my family proud, because what if I couldn’t do it?
After achieving each personal goal, I gained more confidence and had a cliche lightbulb moment: I have to be positive. Speaking good things over your life and believing in yourself will completely change your mindset and will change the outcome of what you are doing.
If you think you can’t do something, you have failed before you started. Life as a mother means a lifetime of caring for people, so why stop caring about yourself?
When my children are not around, who am I? Am I just a mother?
My greatest achievement will always be my children but I’m proud of the other hurdles I have crossed and am about to cross.
To the woman reading this, I salute you
As always, thank you for reading.