As the holidays approach, my children, Lucas and Emma, are returning home, eager for warm beds, homemade meals, and playtime with our dog, Max. This has prompted me to reflect on my own journey and consider the possibility of taking a break from our routine.
While my children have been away, they have been busy growing and exploring their independence, completely unaware of the changes I’ve been experiencing. To them, I’m just their mom, always present in our home. However, I’ve found myself contemplating the aspects of life I used to enjoy, which have taken a back seat in recent years.
What if I rediscovered my passion for life outside of motherhood? Would that diminish my role as a parent?
The atmosphere of our home has shifted. I now buy smaller containers of laundry detergent, run the dishwasher less frequently, and cook meals that last longer. I even enjoy leisurely breakfasts—sometimes just a cookie and tea—sitting down for a moment of peace.
My closets and drawers have undergone a significant transformation. Items that had languished for years caught my eye, prompting me to sort through children’s school projects, old PTA cards, and irrelevant high school memorabilia. I even tackled my sock drawer, discarding lone socks that had awaited their matching counterparts for far too long.
The once-cluttered kitchen drawer filled with miscellaneous items is now a memory, as I reassess what I truly need in my life. I’ve parted with an exercise machine that served no purpose, passing it on to a family with active boys, and dusted off my camera, which I once cherished as a creative outlet. It is no longer just a tool for documenting our lives; I am reclaiming my identity.
With my children away, I have no idea about their homework or school projects, and my to-do list has shrunk dramatically. I still receive emails from their old schools about volunteer opportunities, but I find myself hesitating to sever those ties, as their absence is still fresh.
Last night, while watching a movie about a French chef, I was reminded of all the places I’ve yet to visit, including France and Canada. Now that my children are returning, I’m excited to see them, but I also miss the person I’ve become in their absence.
Reflecting on my journey, I’ve begun writing family-sized to-do lists again, acknowledging that when my children return, I may be a different mother—still loving, but perhaps transformed in other ways. They will certainly have matured as young men. Will we maintain our connection, or will we adapt to new roles in our evolving family dynamic? Only time will tell.
In conclusion, this period of change has allowed me to rediscover aspects of myself that I had put aside. Embracing both my role as a mother and my individuality has been a transformative experience.
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