I Miss My Life Before I Was a Mom


(This post also appears on gloryannaboge.com.)

I love how I live in a part of the world where we get four seasons. I love when I wake up early and step outside and the crisp air washes over my face. The dew on the grass is no longer frozen and the sun grazes the grass’s wetness, causing  my eyes to squint in its reflection. It’s spring time here. You know that feeling when you can sense the change of seasons? You can see the little clues from day to day. The trees start looking greener. The crisp air turns into cool morning air that will lift as soon as the sun is high. I am one of those that tend to associate memories and moments with nature’s little clues. When the yellow flowers bloom on our ground cover, I am reminded of my grandmothers and great aunts I never got to meet, but I have a touch of them with the flower I dug up from their old house to keep alive in my front yard. When our lilac bush blooms in the spring and its scent carries through our kitchen window, I am taken back to when I was a young girl waking early in the summer, dying to go outside and play.

When spring approached this year and April turned into May, I can’t help but remember my life before I was a mom. I was a teacher before I became a mom who decided to stay home. As anyone who knows a teacher knows, May is a love-hate relationship for us. We love that the year is winding down, but tend to grow old of the tiring behavior students inevitably carry during those last few weeks of school. As a reading teaching, I am not gonna lie. I LOVED April and May. We did some of my favorite units as the end of the year approached and there was LOTS of reading outside.

When I step outside these mornings, I am reminded of the feelings of excitement and giddiness I used to have this time of year. Excitement for the plans I would make for myself for the summer. Excitement while driving to school with the windows down because the cool air was teetering on being warm. The rush you get when you decide that it’s too beautiful outside to stay cooped up indoors. I miss those feelings about teaching. I miss those feelings as an individual that come with summer time. I miss my life before I was a mom.

I miss life before the responsibility weighed heavy on me. I miss life before my schedule had to accommodate this little human’s needs. Apparently naps are important. I miss my life when my husband and I could go out to eat at the drop of a hat. Or we could go see some friends whenever we wanted. I miss being able to binge watch some TV show on Netflix during the summer. I miss being able to cook big, awesome meals for my husband when I was feeling inspired because time was not an issue. I miss traveling to see our families more frequently.

Why is it that when we make big changes in our lives that people think what we did before, we can no longer like or say we miss? I feel like this is even more true as we become parents.

Why do we get this feeling of guilt if we say we miss the life we had before our children? Is it because we are afraid that people will think we regret having kids? Is it because we’re afraid people will think we love our kids less? Why can’t we miss what we used to do, but still enjoy what we’re doing now?

I miss my life before I was a mom. I love my life as a mom. That’s all there is to it.

My responsibilities these days do weigh heavy. But not every day. Not all the time. If I need to be home so my little guy can have a nap that is important to his growth and development, then I can live with that. Naps wont last forever. Besides, I wouldn’t be able to write this if it weren’t for his nap time.  Being able to see friends whenever we want has changed. Now we have to plan and schedule a babysitter, but that doesn’t mean my joy left. It just made me more purposeful in my friendships than what I was before. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to binge watch TV anymore, but that’s what early bedtimes are for, right? Right?!

I think as Mother’s Day approaches how this particular holiday has a whole new meaning than it ever has for me. Being a first time mom, (I’m not sure I’ll ever stop calling myself that. There will always be firsts that will cross my path with my first born, right?) Mother’s Day means that I am now connected to this little guy whose butt I wipe, whose tears I wipe, whose face I wipe, all the wiping!– this connection that will never leave me. No matter what seasons I go through, being a mom I will forever be. 

Now as May unfolds I have new excitements. Taking Bubby to the pool for the first time. Scheduling an annual cookout with some of our friends. Watching Bubby figure out how to walk. Planning a trip to see our family on Memorial Day weekend. The excitement has changed, but I still have it. I still have the excitement that comes when the seasons change and I will always remember the excitement I had before I was a mom. I still love that feeling as the air changes. And by God, I can still read outside if I want to.

What about you? Do you ever feel this way?

(This post also appears on gloryannaboge.com.)

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My name is Gloryanna and I'm a stay-at-home momma, former teacher, turned blogger. I love hearing stories and sharing stories, especially when they are encouraging. This is a blog about stories and experiences that encourage us in our relationship with Christ and others, no matter what season of life we're going through. Hopefully, you will take away a positive nugget by visiting this blog and maybe laugh a little along the way.
  • I love how you framed this and made a point of the fact that because we miss something does not mean we don’t like or love our present situation!

    I have similar feelings…I am not a first time mom (you WILL be able to watch Netflix again!) but I am a first time mom to a child with special needs. She’s 5 almost 6 but I have only been her mommy for 2 years now. Sometimes, I miss my life before being a special needs mommy because it was much less demanding! But that doesn’t mean I don’t love my little girl and am grateful I’m her mommy. 🙂

    Great post, Gloryanna!

  • I totally agree!! We feel guilt and shame for saying we miss our previous life. People just go around telling you that you’re blessed and you’ll miss these days, but no one ever seems to remember how hard and how long those days are in the moment. 🙂

  • I love this! It’s so true that I often feel guilty when I think longingly of those days before I was a mom. But you’re so right. Both can exist. I can miss those days, while also being joyful and grateful today. Wonderful post, mama.


  • shaunaceyb

    YES. I think anyone who says they don’t miss parts of their life before having a child (children) are big fibbers. I LOVE my kids. Love love love them but do I miss being able to do whatever I want, whenever I want (within reason) HECK YES!!
    I miss spur of the moment dates with my husband, I miss not having to pack up half the house before going anywhere lol.
    Okay, I realize I could probably go on and on about the things I miss but NONE of that takes away from how grateful we are to be mothers, to be blessed with our current lives.

    Another beautiful post!

    • Gloryanna

      Thanks 🙂 I miss the spur of the moment dates too BUT I am thankful for the planned ones! And you’re right, missing one part of ourselves doesn’t mean we aren’t in the present either!

  • This is so true. I still work 50 hours a week on an overnight shift and try to juggle everything. I miss the old me, who would sleep more on weekends.

    • Gloryanna

      Yes! Sleep! Who doesn’t miss this?!?!

  • I still work, and sometimes I miss not having to worry Bout who is watching Baby A, or if she is okay. I sometimes wish I could be a stay at home mom. But I am happy at my job too. It’s so hard! Constant struggles and choices!

    • Gloryanna

      It is constant and everyone has their “battle” with themselves!

  • “I miss my life before I was a mom. I love my life as a mom. That’s all there is to it.” SO. TRUE. I don’t feel guilty for missing my teenage years on occasion or childhood; but I always feel guilty for missing adulthood before I became a mom. It’s silly. Thanks for the reminder.

    • Gloryanna

      A childless friend of mine said that if she mentions missing the college years or younger, carefree days, no one bats an eye but nods in agreement. A mom say the same thing and people start clutching their pearls! I just want both and I plan to have it that way! Glad I could remind you. I need it all the time.

  • Yes I do miss my former life. I love my new life, but that doesn’t mean I can’t look back and miss my old life too. I miss going out for dinner later than 5pm. I miss going to the movies on a whim. I miss leaving the house with just a purse and I miss lazy days lying around the house watching movies. I imagine your shift to parenthood must have been quite difficult because it also meant not working. I am a teacher too and boy are you right about May!

    • Gloryanna

      Yes, not working outside the home was a transition but this guy keeps me busy enough! I didn’t think about just leaving the house with a purse! Ha! So true!

  • I think of the before kids me and me. The me from before and now are TOTALLY different people. Yes I do more and am WAY more tired and my hair is not as fab (ha) but this me is beyond more thankful and no matter the woes with the kids I can not imagine it as before. I see my purpose now before I wondered and was lost. My kids have should me the beauty life can bring no matter the dips there is always an upside and a reason to keep pushing. I am beyond thankful… NOW if I could get a nap in there well then I say I am the luckiest mama ever!

    • Gloryanna

      I am very different as well and I’ll be different ten years from now but like you said, I too am grateful!