In a few days I’m doing something big. Something that’s not about me at all yet is simultaneously wholly about me. I’ve planned for it, worked for it, and compulsively prepared for it. I’ve read books and blogs about how to best prepare myself for my big day. I’ve changed the way I eat and adjusted my fitness routine. I’ve commiserated with other women in my position on rough days, and I’ve consulted my virtual support network in the dead of night when I have a weird unexplained pain or craving. I have family coming in town to help with N so she is well cared for during the excitement. And I’ve talked obsessively about this moment and the experience I’ve had leading up to it with every poor person who has sat still long enough for me to burden them with my unbridled, nervous excitement.
We’re all moms or moms-to-be here, so you totally get where I’m going with this, right?
In two days I’m leaving to tackle the San Francisco Nike Women’s Marathon.
Sounded eerily familiar, didn’t it?
As first time moms or moms-to-be, we embarked on a journey that was life altering and life strengthening. We made ourselves better as we endeavored to make the world a better place for our budding little ones. We learned about sacrifice, we learned about life, and we learned about facilitating growth and change. And we have the power to continue forward all of our days with the same strength and fervor born in us the moment we felt the stirring of connection to the tiny being we prepared to greet with unbridled, nervous excitement.
We have learned a lesson in motherhood that more than half of the population will never have the benefit of learning from experience, but it doesn’t stop there. We now have the power of applying those same lessons and the same inexpressible joy over to any number of goals we want to achieve. We have the secret benefit of being unstoppable as soon as we allow ourselves to find our stride and settle into our correct pace.
In my own personal life, running has given that to me. It’s helped me recapture all of the good intentions that I incubated for 40 weeks as I awaited my transition to motherhood. It’s helped me get out of my head on early morning training runs after late sleepless nights and arrive home ready to care for my family invigorated. It’s helped me to set goals that are solely mine yet far greater than me alone. And it’s helped me give birth to the happier, healthier, more purpose-driven mama that was inside of me.
We all have it in us. There is something we are passionate about outside of our mama personas. We just have to allow ourselves to grasp ahold of it amidst the happy chaos of our daily lives and not lose sight of it once we have it. And we have to give ourselves permission to pursue and achieve our goals.
Remember, we’ve given birth to beautiful babies- introduced a new life into this world. In all other things we can unquestionably continue to be victorious.