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Meena’s Mom
Once upon a time, in the years BC (before children), the idea self-identifying as “someone’s Mom” was not just foreign, but distasteful. To identify oneself as nothing but the appendage of another, to be nothing but “Meena’s mom”, represented an abdication of self. I couldn’t understand why other women would do such a thing.
Now I know it is not something that replaces “me”, but rather augments me. It communicates a little bit about what I have survived. I proves that I’m made of pretty tough stuff.
It also tells the world just how lucky I am.
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Too true.
What a great sentiment.
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Totally agree with your sentiment. Becoming a mother is one of the best thing to ever happen to me.
I suspect the sleep deprivation does something to our brains. Well, we KNOW it does. Who knew it could be something positive?
Yep. My identity is made up of so many things but mom to 1, 2, 3 boys says so much about me and I love my job mom self.