After a very mild couple months, we finally got the cold typical of Calgary winters as it dropped down to -20. Hoar frost gathered on every surface outside, and we were once again thankful to live in a community with so many trees to be decorated. While we've had to forego outdoor adventures, we found some light in Sloane's nursery to properly capture the essence of these winter days. Stuffies and books and balance practice offer good adventures as well.
Also I've been thinking a lot about the role of motherhood, sense of self, purpose and identity. I am still working on articulating my thoughts, but it has something to do with finding purpose and identity in motherhood, rather than motherhood being a 'loss' of self and identity which I have so often read about (and have been encouraged to fight against). I don't think these are new thoughts, but they are the new point I am at in my process of being and becoming.
What do you think? Did you find you lost your identity when you became a mother and had to regain that sense of self and purpose? Or did you find unique purpose in motherhood and worked from there? Maybe you experienced both?