On the 10th of August, I'll be a mother for two months. It's a surreal feeling that includes accomplishment, tiredness, excitement, worry, and always amazement at the miracle of life that was created, grows up and thrives.
For me the difficult bit has always been how to embrace this role and stay myself in the process. Not sure I figured it out yet, but is early still.
Little P is beautiful and funny, she looks like a cheeky baby, happy and content and that is so gratifying. Breaks my heart to see her cry whenever she does, which is not often.
Am enjoying my moments of peace and loneliness, when no-one talks to me and I don't have to do anything.
Being home in Greece is so easy, the sun, the sea, the help, the open space.
Scattered thoughts on an August afternoon.
For me the difficult bit has always been how to embrace this role and stay myself in the process. Not sure I figured it out yet, but is early still.
Little P is beautiful and funny, she looks like a cheeky baby, happy and content and that is so gratifying. Breaks my heart to see her cry whenever she does, which is not often.
Am enjoying my moments of peace and loneliness, when no-one talks to me and I don't have to do anything.
Being home in Greece is so easy, the sun, the sea, the help, the open space.
Scattered thoughts on an August afternoon.
