In my life BC (before children), I had a career based around my impeccable attention-to-detail. Writing, proofing, editing. Nothing gave me greater pleasure than spotting a typo at 50 paces.
I don’t know whether it’s the sleep deprivation, the perpetual noise or the multitude of extra tasks demanding my attention these days but lately… and I’m ashamed to admit it… I’ve been making typos (insert head slap here).
This led to an unexpected identity crisis.
I’m sure all mums go through some kind of identity crisis after having children. After all, your life has irreversibly changed forever (in the best possible way).
I guess I didn’t realise how much I defined myself and my sense of worth by my career achievements, and it took me by surprise how much I missed that.
It took me through a darkish tunnel of depression but I’m happy to announce that eventually I shimmied my way through and now I’m happily redefining and rediscovering myself every day.
I’ve landed my dream job (being a mum to two gorgeous boys) and there’s still plenty of other stuff I’m okay at, so I’m working on that.
I’m sure that once I’m actually getting more than 3 hours’ of sleep at a time, my keen eye for detail will return, just as sharp as ever. Until then, my journey of self-rediscovery continues and I’m actually enjoying it.
I’d love to hear how other mums have redefined themselves and their sense of worth after the birth of their babies.