During a recent flight, I had the chance to sit next to the window and gaze out at some incredible cloud formations. Perhaps I was just focused on missing Olivia, but the clouds (and really the whole process of flying) made me think about motherhood.
Some similarities that I was struck by:
… on both types of journeys, you alternate between periods of clarity and complete overwhelm. As a new mother, you might feel like you are permanently stuck in a never-ending haze of confusion, panic, and stress… Similarly, to get to your cruising altitude, a plane must ascend through a dense and often murky layer of clouds. I think I involuntary hold my breath for these moments- you can’t see anything and it feels like you’re traveling through a giant marshmallow! Both scenarios require patience and trust that you are slowly getting closer to your destination.
… and then you emerge on the other side and it’s just grand. This higher perspective fuels both gratitude and reflection. These moments make the journey worthwhile and truly inspiring!
I’m still trying to navigate and find my footing on this precious journey of motherhood. The highs and lows just seem so darn extreme! Moods cycle so easily between clarity and overwhelm. These days we are focusing on the good.
… precious baby smiles and laughter… watching new learning take place before our eyes….sweet baby snuggles and embraces… her joy in discovering something new… her delight in new independence and skills….
… all the steps and stages of learning to fly.