My youngest is almost 8 months and for the last few weeks I’ve been going through my usual ‘mourning period.’ And no, I’m not talking about my menstrual cycle. After I had my first child, I went through a brief time where I really missed my life before kids and I felt as though I was ‘mourning’ the loss of that life. And now with my second child, I’m going through it again.
When I see child-less friends or couples, I get so envious of the freedom they don’t know they even have. They get to sleep in! They don’t smell like poo, and don’t have pee on their shirt. They get to make plans at the drop of a hat, they can come and go as they please. Their living rooms aren’t cluttered with toys. They don’t use the word “Booger” on a regular basis. Oh the life!
Now that I have kids, it’s not very often that I get time to myself. Before kids, I went to the spa monthly for hour long facials, nowadays, time to myself means a 5 minute appointment to get my eyebrows threaded. Despite the fact that I can feel each and every hair being ripped out of my skin, that 5 minutes is pure bliss.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my kids and wouldn’t give em up for anything. But having kids was life changing, and your never given the chance to ‘mourn’ for your old life. So to my old life; I miss you dearly. I never appreciated you enough when I had you and now you are gone. When my kids are old enough to move out, we will be together again.