They keep me sane!

You know when you are swallowed whole by family?
Your individuality disappears as you are swallowed with a new identity?
You are no longer “you’, instead you are someone’s wife, someone’s daughter in-law, and eventually someone’s mum?
Well, OK, I know not everyone feels this, but there are a lot of Indian women who have found themselves in that position.
And as for motherhood being all consuming, that covers a much wider range of women.

After I had Lil Man, I took a year out, and then we were in a position that I could reduce my hours, and work part-time. This meant squeezing all I needed to do in 3 hours. It didn’t leave much time for socialising. I worked, quick chats, then left to go home to be mummy again.

Again, another year out when Lil Princess arrived, but this time the office had decided, rather thoughtlessly, to move location, where it just wasn’t feasible to do part-time. Luckily, with my in-laws support with the children, I was able to go back full-time, and realised that, along with the money being better, my sanity was being restored! I was no longer just mummy, but I was me again. Those hours between 10am and 6pm didn’t revolve around the children or conversations about the children, naps, feeding, nappies, and family, but I could talk about whatever I wanted, without interruptions. I could swear if I wanted!

Around the kids and family I needed to be sane, strict, sensible, controlled, with a smidgin of fun thrown in. Now I had whole days where I could almost pretend I wasn’t a parent, until 6.30-7pm… Then I would have the rush of being mummy intensivly for an hour or so, then being the good daughter-in-law and wife before bed, only to get up and do the same the next day. Not so great.

Now, being in school I believe I have it even better. I work school hours, so have plenty of time with my  family, and the hours at school, I am not the kids mum, unless there is a problem, which isn’t often. I am Ritu. (Or Mrs Bhathal to the kids). I have a wonderful relationship with my colleagues, the conversations behind the staffroom door can be hilarious! If I’ve had enough at home, I can forget it and enjoy my day at work, or garner the perspective of someone unassociated with the family.

I feel I finally have my sanity back. I have my individuality back. I am me again. And I wouldn’t be able to say that without the people I work with. They accept me for me, who I am, and the children at school too. They think (know) I’m a little loopy, and I love that!

I love being a wife and mother. There is no greater blessing but it’s good to know that that isn’t all I am. There is something else that is important, and that is me being me.

50 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. georgeforfun #MATURE, YOU'VEBEEN WARNED Life's too short to be miserable or serious anymore!'s avatar georgeforfun Life's too short to be miserable or serious anymore!
    Feb 09, 2016 @ 23:20:46

    Reblogged this on georgeforfun and commented:

    so filled with truths and reality of needing to remain our own selves not just parts of everyone else around us…………………… 👀 ♥ * ͜ * ♥ 👀

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  2. Wafflemethis's avatar wafflemethis
    Feb 05, 2016 @ 23:56:59

    Sis where do I begin. You are amazing in all the aspects of your life, you’re always the real you whatever your doing, just in different flavours😉 love yer😘

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  3. Vashti Q's avatar Vashti Quiroz-Vega
    Feb 05, 2016 @ 21:13:41

    Hi Ritu! I love this post, it’s so refreshingly honest. You’re right, there are a lot of women who feel the way you do. It’s good to bring things like this out in the open, so that other women can see that it is normal and natural to feel this way and maybe they can be encouraged to do something about it like you did. 🙂

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  4. Erika's avatar Erika Kind
    Feb 05, 2016 @ 11:55:59

    You have arrived in the middle of your world as it looks. Wonderful, Sis! I don’t know why, but I did not get notified about this post from WP…. 😒

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  5. BamikeadeyemiOBA's avatar kingsoracle
    Feb 05, 2016 @ 09:02:03

    Aside, from the wifehood(if there is word like that :D) and motherhood, there is the womanhood. I totally agree with you Ritu. Thanks for sharing. I wrote something similar to this post in poetry form.

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  6. Judy E Martin's avatar Judy Martin
    Feb 05, 2016 @ 08:55:25

    I agree, it is so important to have a separate identity away from being a wife and mother. I felt like that as well after I had Miss Hap. 🙂

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  7. Fourth Generation Farmgirl's avatar Fourth Generation Farmgirl
    Feb 05, 2016 @ 04:01:06

    Great post, Ritu!! It sounds like you have a good balance. 🙂

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  8. Bhramori's avatar Bhramori
    Feb 05, 2016 @ 03:40:17

    🙂 Beautifully written!

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  9. incahootswithmuddyboots's avatar incahootswithmuddyboots
    Feb 05, 2016 @ 02:57:17

    Wonderful post! I was a stay-at-home mom and we homeschooled. Loved every moment of it, but also loved doing things by myself and with my friends only! One of the most important aspects of being a mom/wife/… Is not neglecting the individual that you are. I believe that it makes for a healthier home life! Keep up the good work of nurturing Ritu! 😊

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  10. Jackie Jain's avatar Jackie Jain
    Feb 05, 2016 @ 02:08:04

    Yes… Very true… Women often get so busy with the home works, that they get very less time of their own. One way or other they fulfill wishes of family members thus having no time to wish for their own. Being a mother is special, my mother also says that often. Everyone in the world need just me time where they can be themselves and alone for sometime.. Thanks.. Have a great time Ritu.. 🙂

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  11. Olga's avatar Olga
    Feb 05, 2016 @ 01:46:15

    I’ve gone through your situation when my girls were younger. I was also blessed that my mother could come into my home and care for my children when I was working. I totally agree that women need an outlet beyond being a mummy and defined by the family. I also lost that feeling of who I really was until I started to rediscover myself through interaction with the outside world. I’ve been past the caregiver stage to my two girls for many years, but did drift into a different role which is quite pleasant. I’m ‘me’ and I’m a ‘mummy’ whose always there when the moments arise. Wonderful story about the challenges women face as the primary caregivers.

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  12. Hira's avatar Hira
    Feb 05, 2016 @ 01:07:53

    Yes. .. that is soooooo right especially Indian women where we loose identity as soon as we are married! But office is sanity and I love the respect, fun mee wee time. Doesn’t mean am less of a mother or wife 🙂

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    • Ritu's avatar Ritu
      Feb 05, 2016 @ 07:49:02

      Precisely!!! We need our time, as much as anyone else, but it us sometimes hard to remember that, when you’re busy swapping hats all day, being wife, mum, daughter in law etc!

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  13. Smiling Notes's avatar Smiling Notes
    Feb 04, 2016 @ 23:54:42

    Even though I don’t have kids yet, I can relate to this post so much! Loved it 🙂

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  14. Chaman's avatar Chaman
    Feb 04, 2015 @ 20:53:48

    Maybe one day I’ll be me too, I await the day…….

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  15. blessedncrazy's avatar blessedncrazy
    Feb 03, 2015 @ 22:28:57

    I love this. I thought I was finished raising children…then we got custody of my grandson, he is almost three and we have had him since he was two weeks old. My job keeps me sane, is my social life, my escape…I can totally relate to this post!

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