JulieBhosaleAchive

To my babies –   This is the first time I am leaving you both and leaving you to work. I know you do not fully understand this now, so this is all the things I wish I could tell you: I love you, more than I ever imagined loving someone, more than I could put into words. I hope you will know that me leaving you to work, to build a career does not mean I do not love you any less or wanted to miss any time with you. I want to work, I want to finish my PhD and I want to spend time with you - I want both and I know that in order to do so, I have to make sacrifices with both. Please do not think any less of me for this, please. I am actually a better mother when I do work, when I learn new things, take on new challenges. I am a better mother when there are sometimes I get the toilet to myself, finish a cup of coffee in one go and get to wear nice clothes that do not have poo, wee, milk, vomit and anything else on them. But this does not mean I mind any of that, I really do not. I would ...

I am a mother. I am tired, broken and sore. I have lumps, bumps, marks and jiggly bits. I am a mother. I have created, grown, carried and birthed two gorgeous sons. I am a mother. I am solely responsible for the lives of two little humans, every single day and night, week in and week out and will be for the rest of my life (and maybe future #number 3 baby). I am a health professional. I work in an industry which is largely focused on the superficial. The how you look . Not how you feel . Not who you are . I am a mother. You too are a mother. You are also tired, exhausted, broken, sore, have lumps, bumps, marks and jiggly bits. You too live in a world which judges you on how you look . Not how you feel . Not who you really are and what you have sacrificed...and continue to sacrifice. You are beautiful, you are amazing, you are a mother.  You live in a society that pushes images at you every day of women who have given birth and just "bounced back" - great for them (truly, tha...