I used to blog. Pretty often even. But that seems like a previous life now.
I blogged about my babies' first steps, pregnancy, baking pies, baseball games, and so many other things that made up that picture perfect little life I led. But so many things are different now. Not different in a bad way. Actually, things are different now in a way that I never thought they could be, and I kinda sorta like life even better now.
If you haven't read my story yet, or you don't follow me on Facebook, you can check it out to get a better feel for what I'm talking about. But to recap in a sentence or two… I WAS a Major League Baseball wife, but then my husband's career ended, we lost our house, went into debt, lost our way, and then were able to turn it all around as a family. After that fall from grace, as I sometimes call it, it has taken us a couple HARD years of rebuilding. But it's funny how things work out sometimes. Perspective changes are necessary, and I'm forever grateful for ours.
It took me a long time to be ready to blog again. I knew that when I DID start blogging again, it would be raw, and I'd have to be pretty honest and open about some things that aren't the most comfy to talk about. But that's life, and if there's one thing I've learned, it's that the uncomfy things are often what promotes the most growth and connects us together in our journeys.
So, thank you for being here, and keep your eyes peeled for some big {scary + wonderful} things coming soon!
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Dear stephanie,
ReplyDeleteThanks for your beautiful story. I understand so well what you are going through. I am a blessed mother of 31 with three beautiful girls.
I recognize myself in your story. Like you said I wanted so badly to like those other women, gave birth and have no wrinkles.I found it all so unfair. also because of medical problems I had to required of all three a caesarean section. It gave me the feeling to have failed as a woman. That I could not normally give birth.
I love 2 work out, I always had. But the tighter my stomach also get. The wrinkles ruining everything of my self-images. I hope that I ever have the courage that you have. Thanks for your inspirirende story.
Lots of love a mother all the way from Amsterdam (Netherlands)