Most nights, when my husband would work late and I would put the little ones to sleep, I would take a warm shower, put on comfortable pjs and write in my journal. I would write down everything without any restrictions. Writing somehow relaxes me and I see it as an escape. You see, I have type A personality which means I’m a perfectionist. My brain is constantly coming up with ideas and I just can’t get it to stop. So writing, for me, is a great way to get my thoughts out there and out of my brain.
I am in no way a great writer but I do enjoy it. Personally, I don’t think you have to be great at something in order to do it. If you actually like it, it will show and you will attract an audience (like when I sing the shower! haha). After posting a blog up, I will re read my post over and over again. I will edit it, change a few pictures and try to make sure it’s close to perfect because, well, it will never actually be perfect.
About three months ago, I decided to dream a little and continue to strive for one of my greatest dreams– pageants! I signed up with the same organization I competed in last year and got accepted. Now, I bet you can imagine how excited I was! I quickly went to a person I love and admire. I told her that I will continue to chase my dream.
You are wasting your time! Mothers do not get far in life.
That was the response I got from this person who I absolutely love and respect. Of course, I was heartbroken. Why would she tell me that? Why should I allow my children to be an obstacle in my success? They are actually my motivation.
Other things took place and I had to make the unfortunate decision to not go after my dream (this year). But those words kept repeating in my head and I kept feeling hurt. Until one day, the strong voice of Les Brown popped into my head.
Someone else’s opinion of you should not become your reality.
And that persons opinion will not become my reality.
I quickly thought about all the mothers with dreams just like me. I thought about all the mothers who quietly suffered from postpartum blues and although I reached out for help, I have heard so many stories of women who feel alone during those troubling times and are scared to let someone know. I also thought about every mother who feels scared for her children during theses troubling times and I felt something. I felt the need to get out there and let every mother know that she’s not alone. It’s okay to go after your dreams and raise children, it’s okay to feel scared, it’s okay to feel sad, it’s okay to feel overwhelmed.
When I started Hope and Motherhood, I started it with the purpose to show my side of motherhood without sugarcoating anything. Motherhood isn’t always smiles and laughter. Motherhood is actually quite scary if you ask me.
So, to conclude, why did I start blogging you ask? I started blogging in hope to touch lives and inspire. Very few people actually read my blog today (thank you WordPress stats haha), but only God knows how many people will read it tomorrow. However, if I can reach just one mom, that is good enough for me because at the end of the day, that is my mission.
Our fingerprints don’t fade from the lives we’ve touched. -Unknown
God bless you.
a loving mama