a new start

it’s been over two years since i’ve made the time to sit down and write. life — particularly the precious life aaron and i created — got in the way.

the soundtrack i hear now as i write is not the same; i’ve traded my beloved frank sinatra and edith piaf for disney soundtracks and liam’s loud animal impressions. still, i wouldn’t trade it for the world.

becoming a mother at the age of 19 was not something i was looking forward to. i felt robbed of my youth, of my freedom, of my dreams. my story had barely even begun, and it already felt as though i had reached its end. for the longest time, i hated myself for ever letting it happen.

but then we met our darling boy, and in that moment, i knew nothing i could ever dream up would be better.

my little liam has brought me more joy than i even knew possible. the little things that are so easy to overlook have become the big things in my life — watching airplanes fly overhead, putting on fresh-out-of-the-dryer clothing, stomping in rain puddles, cooking a meal together, spontaneous dance parties, hand shadow puppetry, sharing a warm cup of tea, building blanket forts, saying “hello” to people we pass, and crawling into bed as a family.

this is my diary of our daily life, finding joy in the little things.

these are my little joys.

2 replies to “a new start

  1. I too became a mother at 19 and felt the exact same way. Now a 32 year old mother of 3, I look back and wish I cold have handled it differently. My emotions that is. It brings me comfort to hear that I wasn’t the only 19 year old that felt that way. Thanks for sharing.


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