The strange thing about motherhood, and something I wan't prepared for, is how lonely the job can feel at times. There's so much time when it's just the two of us at the house, doing errands, keeping each other company. I'm often - but thankfully not always - the one who ends up holding her, comforting her, shhhh-ing her in church, feeding her. My ears seem to always be especially tuned to her noises and the need to tend to her needs.
Thankfully, there are times during the week where I know that I'm part of a larger group, a sorority of sorts. We go to StrollerFit and restore the core, and those are the times of the week where I do feel more "normal." It makes me feel like I'm not alone in my frustrations or tiredness or joy. I get to smile, laugh, and be active with an amazing group of women and kids who inspire me.
