Who am I again?

Today is the last session of my second time moms’ group. Each of the women in the group has one or more kid at home and a new baby to contend with. I am like these women.

I joined them when Milo was a mere week old so all of the babies were older. Also interesting (to me anyway), Holden was the youngest of all the older siblings too. I felt like a freshman in a room full of upperclassmen. The facilitator asked how do we make sure to get “me” time and I sat there (stupefied and nursing) wondering what that even meant for me.

[Flash back 21 months ago to when I started a new moms' group with baby Holden...]
I sat there with my four-week old son, completely insecure and in shock with a fairly high degree of certainty about Who I Was. I was (in no particular order):

  • a bossy big sister
  • a web producer
  • a 13-time triathlete
  • a new wife (honeymoon baby conceived on exotic vacation)
  • a person having survived a super-tough labor (44 hours, thank you very much)

[Flash forward again to that week, this baby...]
I don’t really know who I am. Do those same words define me? I went back to work part-time after having my first son and not exactly in the same field. I started a website (voila Rookiemoms.com) with my best friend to help other new moms find fun things to do. Heck, am I still even a rookie?

I don’t even know what I want to do if I get some “me” time. I hope I can learn something from these upperclassmen.

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RookieMoms co-founder & mom to 3 boys in Berkeley, CA. Bossy big sister and project manager turned blogger helping moms enjoy their first years of motherhood. Find me on my other site on 510families.com or hiding in my minivan eating dark chocolate.