In letting go of the myriad pressures I felt with my first kid, I have found myself enjoying motherhood more than I could have ever imagined.
I would never be pregnant and give birth. I had to let go of what we thought life would be and open up to what could be.
I used to be so deeply afraid of making a mistake that I spent all of my time overanalyzing and overthinking every little thing.
"I just need a break, not from any one person or thing, but from life, along with the demands of motherhood and marriage and being an adult in the world."
I'm learning that balancing my mom identity against my other selves takes time, intention and compromise.