I’m starting to think more about labels, mainly the labels we put on ourselves.
They can be positive like “clever, happy go lucky, hardworking” or negative “underachiever, overweight, bad friend”. Some of the positives can also become negatives to a person. For example “everyone thinks I’m the weird kid since I’m clever”.
I was sitting there last night watching a Xmas film with Seth Rogan musing. Earlier on in the evening I’d noticed, when taking the never ending washing out of the machine and dividing up the clothes. I grabbed a top and thought in my head “Mummys”.
That’s the first time it’s happened. Normally I just think mine. I’m not sure its because I constantly talk to BB to develop her speech and I’m all mummy this and mummy that. But it felt nice.
You see I’ve always felt a bit detached from others. I love my husband dearly as well as my daughter and step daughter. But I’ve always felt quite contained, whilst part of my family. I’m not sure if it’s down to rejection in childhood or a toxic mother. So it’s become a sort of protection mechanism for my heart.
Part of this journey was to become a better mummy, as quite honestly I didn’t feel like I was one. I felt I was playing a role 9-5 and then disappearing in a bottle of wine when the clock struck 5.
But for the first time since having BB I felt like a mummy, like really really felt it deep inside. Something slotted into place. Connected. It really resonated and it’s a label I’m happy to have.
Another label I’ve been playing around with is the word alcoholic. I never considered myself an alcoholic. More of an over enthusiastic drinker. An over achiever in the bar world.
But things are shifting internally and I’m starting to recognise I just might have been. And do you know what? That’s ok. I’m facing up to what I am. Warts and all.
Having this label, doesnt make me any less of a person. It makes me real, human. It makes me resilient and strong to overcome this addiction.
One day I’ll share this with my daughter and hope she is as proud as I am, that I’m on the journey to over coming this
Happy delightful sober Sunday
Love
JS xx
Great post. You sound so at peace. Happy sober Sunday! 💕
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So much deep insight.
Labels can be helpful to categorize things. You are absolutely a mummy and I am happy you feel it. It is a joyful job, even when routine and tiresome. Feeling needed is important.
I struggled with alcoholic, but, in the end, I see great power and bravery in recovery. My life was headed in a bad direction. I did feel like a crappy parent, and I let that be ok for a long time. The regret and disappointed kept me trapped there.
I’m happy to use sober. It means I recognized a problem, took steps to overcome it, and celebrate myself. I believe sober people are some of the strongest and most aware out there.
You are a rockstar.
Anne
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Thanks so much, I quite like the rockstar label… maybe an early to bed one with a cuppa, instead of an out of control throwing TVs out of windows one. I like the label sober too. It’s like a super power
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Well whatever disconnect you have felt with people in your life, you sure know how to make the connection through writing. You are doing a great job as a mum, I am sure of it ❤
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Thanks what a lovely thing to say ♡♡
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Totally agree with Sober Veg Mama! ❤️❤️❤️
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You show great strength and resilience and I believe many people who read your posts will feel connected to you. You are a wonderful mum to both BB and your SD. They will always have the lovely memories you are creating xxx
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Thanks so much lovely xxxxx
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Great post! It’s interesting when I take a look at my past and see all these warning signs of what was happening. But no regrets! I wouldn’t be the person I am today without the one I was yesterday! Sending love and light!
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Thanks Monica ♡♡
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