I thought I might kick off this blogging venture with a post on motherhood.
While I am not a mother myself, well not in the traditional sense, I do have a 40kg fur baby called Sookie of the Rhodesian Ridgeback variety, but not a regular human child.
But my sister does. In fact, as of May 28 this year she has two!
That’s right, my niece Rhylee was born just a few days ago, a perfect little 7pd bundle of cuddly joy. And it has happened to me again…. The cluckiness has set in.
The first time it happened was 2 years, 3 months and 21 days ago when my first niece Dakotah was born. I felt it creeping up on me the way a sore throat does. First it’s just an itch, then a slight throb and before you know it, crash, bang, pow I wanted a bloody baby!
I was never one of those girls who was hell bent on having a family. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t against it either but it just hadn’t really crossed my mind. When my first niece was born I was only 24, I was a big traveller, and a pretty ambitious young lady wanting to rise to the top of the corporate ladder and stay there.
But the moment I met that little girl, I was in love! Suddenly, the idea of starting a family was more appealing then moving to the big smoke and pursuing a high profile media career. Suddenly, my body seemed to be yearning for a baby of my own. Looking into her little blue eyes, playing with her curly red hair, hearing her give me a nickname, Lala, and that gummy smile sucked me right in. I now know what they mean when they say you “just know” when you’re ready to have a child.
And while the immediate urge to stop everything and start making babies did subside, my attitude towards motherhood didn’t. In fact, I feel quite empowered by the idea now. And I’m learning that motherhood is not a sacrifice, only the strongest survive in that role.
Motherhood is not about giving up the life you have, it’s about adapting to a new and exciting life. It’s about change, but not the scary, bad kind I always associated with it, it’s about growth and new challenges.
And I want to be one of those women. I want to thrive as a mother, a career woman, a wife. And the more I think about it, the more I realise it’s totally possible to have my cake and eat it too.
I want to be superwoman.