My motherhood journey began with a high-risk pregnancy that kept me in bed for much of the time. While I was blessed with a healthy and beautiful baby girl, I also faced the reality of gaining 34 extra kilograms. More than 50% of my then-body weight in only 9 months!
Just a few blinks after giving birth I found myself drowning in breastfeeding challenges, sleepless nights, acceptance of my so foreign postpartum body, and imperfect parenting skills.
Nearly losing my child to a fever-induced seizure, just a day after her first birthday gave me another ton of parenting insecurities and fuelled my need to control everything around her. Hands down to my little one; despite all her early life obstacles, and me, wrapping her in cotton wool, she magically grew strong and healthy.
Long gone were the times when I believed, that I am on top of every aspect of my journey through motherhood. This rollercoaster of constant learning and resistance, unexpected challenges and compromises, and permanent growth has never been managed before me and will never be in the future. And so I surrendered, traded my micromanager’s hat for a billion different (and new) ones, and patiently started getting to know my new self.