After an intense few weeks of tearing myself down for being 25 and still in school for undergrad, I was reminded by someone very close to me how not special I am. And has cruel as it sounds, that was not only a very true statement, it was a very comforting one.
That suburban dream life, the one where you go to college and complete your degree in four years, immediately find a job in your field, get married, buy a house, get a dog, have a kid...
Surprise, surprise, the media lied to you.
That suburban dream does not exist for the vast majority of us. You are more likely to change your major multiple times in undergrad than you are to stick with the same one all four years. You will probably work in an area that is not related to your degree for some period of time, if not for the majority of it. You may never buy a house, because let's face it, renting is not a bad thing. You may never have kids (or have them sooner than you planned) (or have them later than you planned) (or have more than you had). The list goes on and on.
Friend, you may be where I was (and am), tearing yourself apart for not fitting that 9 to 5 suburban mold, kicking yourself because your path is completely different from what you had envisioned for yourself. Stop! You are not the only one feeling that way! You are not special for not following that perfect path.
Your success is not defined by the success of others. Your value is not defined by the value of others. You are beautifully, uniquely made and have an individual path to follow because of this. You are not special because your journey is different; you are special because you were made to be exactly what and where you are today.
Stop, take stock of your life, and admit to yourself that this bumpy road you are on is not a failure on your part, but an eventual success on God's. Everything is happening exactly as God intended. Your life may not culminate in a fabulous, suburban dream, but really, we can't all live on Wisteria Lane and who would want to?
I want to start of this post with a sincere thank you to all those mamas who take the time to create and share wonderful, helpful engaging content regularly with one (let alone more than one) little munchkin in their life. You are a rock star. But let's be completely honest, anyone who raises a child, let alone children, is a rock star.
While pregnant and searching endlessly for blogs from first-time mamas, I struggled to find authentic content from women sharing their lives while raising their first little one. Let me save you the trouble of running your own searches, there are not many. And while I could empathize and draw my own conclusions as to why, this last month has really shown me exactly why that particular demographic does not write. There is just so much! But part of learning how to be a good mama is learning how to take time for yourself. You can't give another water if your cup is empty, and writing helps me to fill mine.
I have had no creative energy lately to devote to my own writing. Between lesson plans, research assignments, and trying to give as much attention as possible to my family, there was just no energy to send elsewhere. But I really do love writing and missed it dearly. So after a little over a month off and some soul-searching, here I am, doing what I love.
What's new in our little family?
Thank you for your love, support, and patience as I muddle my way through the steep, steep learning curve that is motherhood!