On Motherhood and Losing Myself

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The Belle Jar

I remember the first time it happened – it was shortly after Theo’s birth and I was still in the hospital. My mother and husband were in the room with me when the nurse came in to do something – maybe weigh him or help bathe him or check his vital signs. After she finished, she said, “all right, now I’ll give him back to mom,” and I was momentarily confused. Why was she handing my son off to my mother? Shouldn’t she give him to me or my husband?

And then I realized that she had, in fact, meant to give Theo back to me. Mom meant me. I was mom. My mother, meanwhile, had graduated to “Grandma.” The nurse left before I had the chance to tell her that my name was Anne, although if she’d really wanted to know that she could have just looked at my chart.

I got used to…

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About michelleshenhouse

I AM A MOTHER OF 3, GRANDMOTHER OF 3, AND A VERY INDEPENDENT, INTELLIGENT, WELL TRAVELED 40 YEAR OLD WOMAN WHO WANTS TO BE ABLE TO SHARE MY WORLD WITH OTHERS. I WANT TO BE ABLE TO SHARE THE STRUGGLE OF BEING A SINGLE MOTHER, GOING FROM 306 POUNDS TO MY GOAL WEIGHT OF 145, AND THE JOURNEY OF THE NEXT CHAPTER OF MY LIFE.

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