7 Ways My Daughter Has Ruined Me
At nearly thirty years old and after 8 years of marriage, my husband and I had a daughter. Seven pounds and four ounces of pure bliss. We brought her home from the hospital... and then our lives changed. WE changed forever.
In the almost three years since my girl was born my life has been turned upside down and inside out. I've heard some young girls say they don't want to have babies because it will "ruin" their bodies. Of course we who are wiser and less self-absorbed chuckle at their youthful ignorance. And yet, here I am as a mother to an almost three year old and I can now say that I truly have been "ruined." Here are seven ways my daughter ruined me...
I am so very aware that the world does not love my daughter the way I do. There are some terrible people sharing this planet with the rest of us. At moments I have to pull myself back from falling into a pit of fear. It's scary to be a mother. I could either live in sheer terror at the thought of everything that could go wrong, or I can work to make positive change in the world. I can make my world a better place every day by sharing, caring, smiling, loving, being generous, bringing the good out of everyone around me... this style of living empowers me to live without being bound up by fear.
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