Life after Motherhood

Shortly after becoming a mother I remember realising that in a way my life was over.  What I mean is that the life I lived for myself was over.  My life was totally dedicated to my kids.  All my creativity, resources and time were channelled towards them and though this made me happy I would often look at what hopes and dreams I had and wonder what would be of them.  Was it that because I ventured into motherhood all my dreams would have to be archived forever? I calculated that if I started doing what I wanted, when my kids were grown up I would be 50.  I remember being gripped by panic thinking that at 50 I might have developed aches and pains which would prevent me doing the things I wanted.  So I decided that that wouldn’t happen and I started waking up at 5 o’clock in the morning when everybody was still sleeping and I started exercising.  I had never exercised before in my life so I started small, with a 25min home exercise DVD.  I started doing it everyday and then after sometime I started jogging for 20 minutes around the block.  What surprised me was the mood boost and energy this gave me.  Nowadays I jog and go to the gym.  I’m slowly but surely nearing 50 and planning to get there stronger than I had ever been in my life and in the meantime feeling good in the Safia clothes I love is a sweet added bonus.