I chose the topic "Remembering What We Love" from our Mops book because I immediately started quoting Mufasa from The Lion King when he was in the clouds telling Simba to "Remember Who you Are". You might be giggling to yourself right now thinking, "This mom has gone of her rocker!" But hear me out. I promise to try to make sense out of the chaos in my head.
The moment we become mothers there is a switch flipped inside of all of us. This switch runs deep, it becomes part of our core. In my case, and I imagine so many others, I put myself last, always. We skip showers, eat crumbs and soggy leftovers, Our food is rarely the temperature we want it to be, our workouts get overlooked. Our conversations begin to revolve solely around Mickey mouse and Mac-n-cheese. Don't even get me started on the concept of being "touched out".
In all of the madness and chaos of motherhood, it's easy to look back to the glory days. It's easy to dwell on the years of being the captain of the volleyball team, the years that you were fit and didn't feel like your body had betrayed you. It's easy to wish for the times when you and your significant other could be spontaneous and not depend on the luck of finding a sitter. It's easy to pine for the days of unscheduled sex and doing things just because you loved to do them. But looking back and wishing for those days will only cause pain, bitterness and frustration.
Here's where the Mufasa part comes in.
So often we get caught up in our lives and lose who we are -- who we were. True, it's not great to wish for the good 'ol days, but I believe that it is vitally important to remember the girls we used to be.
We were bright, full of hope. We had moxie and nothing could stop us. We had passions and desires, goals and dreams. We were unstoppable. And then we became Mothers, and something in us burns with the responsibility and desire to care for, protect and guide these tiny humans that we grew inside of our bodies or spent months/years adopting. It becomes the new us.
But I'm here to give you permission to think of yourself. Remember who you are. Remember what your other names are. I'm Mama, JoJo, Honey, Daughter, Wife, Daughter of the King. And that last one is the most important, isn't it? I think that for me it's the one that most often is over looked. That is where this Lion King quote comes into play,
Have we forgotten who we are? Daughters of the King? Take a moment today to dwell on that. You are a daughter of a KING.
Remember that you matter.
Remember that you are beautiful.
Remember who you are.
Remember what you love.