Finding Myself Again Through Motherhood

Photo Credit - Jen Elizabeth Photography

Photo Credit - Jen Elizabeth Photography

Photo Credit - Jen Elizabeth Photography

Photo Credit - Jen Elizabeth Photography

When I became a mother, I thought I knew what to expect. The sleepless nights, the endless washing, the way your heart opens so wide it aches.

But what I didn’t expect was how easy it would be to lose myself. finding myself again through motherhood

I went from Nicole, the wild and loud woman with dreams, flaws, passions, playlists, to “Mum.” And while that title is the greatest one I’ve ever worn, there were days I looked in the mirror and struggled to see anyone beyond the tired eyes and the 10day unwashed hair.

There’s something no one really prepares you for: The slow disappearing of your identity in the name of love.

But here’s the beautiful part. Motherhood doesn’t mean losing yourself forever. In many ways, it became the very path back to myself.

The woman I am today? finding myself again through motherhood

She’s softer, but stronger.

Quieter in some ways, but far more certain.

Less polished, but more real.

Becoming a single mum cracked me open even more. There were moments I wasn’t sure how we’d get through. But what I didn’t realise back then was that all those pieces, every bit of heartbreak, growth, and grit, were forming a new version of me.

I found her again. In the late-night cuddles. In the music in the car with the windows down. In the dance parties in the kitchen. In the quiet strength it takes to start over.

And yes, even behind the camera, watching other women and families live their stories, too.

To the mother who feels like she’s lost in it all..

You’re not gone. You’re still in there, underneath the routines, the guilt, the invisible load.

And one day, little by little, you’ll hear her again. In the things that light you up. In the way you stand a little taller. In the dreams that start to whisper again.

You are allowed to evolve. You are allowed to grow and come back home to yourself, even if you’re not the same as before. Actually, especially if you’re not.

This chapter might not look how you pictured it. But it might just be the beginning of something even more real, more honest, and more beautiful than before.

You haven’t lost yourself, mama.You’ve just been becoming someone new.

And she’s incredible.

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Warmly, Nicole 🤍