Beccy Fossey

The Mothers in Me

I used to think it was cliché saying becoming a mother was the hardest and most rewarding experience all rolled into one. Mostly because I couldn't comprehend how I'd feel and react to how much my life was going to change. Six months ago my beautiful daughter was born, I was overwhelmed with the amount of love I felt for her, it was intense. I grew jealous of others coming over to visit my new bundle of joy, I didn't love them holding her and grew quite sad because I wanted her in my arms. I even got jealous of when my partner cradled her to sleep. Though internally, I'd become so used to carrying her for 9 months, it just didn't feel right not having her on my person after the matter.