I’m the younger of two siblings, so I didn’t spend a ton of time around babies when I was growing up. That transition to life after baby was always fairly foreign to me, but I assumed that there would be some major changes after the baby comes home, even if I was admittedly not super well-versed in what those changes might look like. The little sense of parenthood came from my own mom and dad, sitcoms, from watching my friends started having babies, and from paper towel commercials. I thought that I’d magically become part Home Economics instructor, part she-warrior, and that all the hormones would magically re-align my priorities, my personality, and my penchant to eat cheese for dinner. In short,I thought I would become a different person: I would become Mom™.
And to be honest, being pregnant made me a little nervous. Or rather, I was nervous about what would come after that: Was I going to feel different? Was I going to lose interest in things that had always been important to me? Was I going to start only caring about which brand of diapers had fewest chemicals, and which baby food processor was the most efficient?
The answer: Yes and no, depending on the day. Depending on the hour, sometimes. Deep down, I’ve been relieved at how much I’ve still felt like myself. I just have more responsibility, more things to think about, to worry about, and to love in my life now. I have less free time, but more moments to savor. It doesn’t feel like change so much as growth. Here’s what I’ve learned about how your pre-mom self can still be part of your mom-life: