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The Woman I am Learning To Find Again<\/h2>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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Eight years ago,<\/p>

if someone had asked me\u2014<\/p>

Do you want to marry? Do you want children?<\/p>

I would have gone silent.<\/p>

Maybe even scared.<\/p>

To me, having a child was more than responsibility.<\/p>

It was a life completely dependent on you.<\/p>

And I didn\u2019t want to fail at it.<\/p>

I didn\u2019t want to fail at motherhood.<\/p>

I wasn\u2019t ready\u2014<\/p>

not emotionally, not mentally.<\/p>

The strength it takes<\/p>

to shape and nurture a life\u2026<\/p>

I didn\u2019t think I had it in me.<\/p>

But here I am.<\/p>

Not perfect\u2014<\/p>

but present.<\/p>

And somewhere along the way\u2026<\/p>

I became a mother.<\/p>

Every day, I show up\u2014<\/p>

trying to give this little one a life filled with love.<\/p>

No regrets. No burdens.<\/p>

Just a heart full of care to give.<\/p>

Some days I say\u2014<\/p>

I need a minimal day today.<\/p>

And the next moment\u2026<\/p>

I feel like I should be doing more for her.<\/p>

I juggle constantly\u2014<\/p>

between being there for her<\/p>

and holding onto something of my own.<\/p>

There are moments I am exhausted,<\/p>

yet I still reach for her\u2026 hold her.<\/p>

Moments when tears sit quietly at the edge,<\/p>

yet I am smiling\u2014for her.<\/p>

And yes\u2026<\/p>

this version of me is beautiful.<\/p>

This motherhood\u2026<\/p>

is beautiful.<\/p>

My child has brought out the best in me\u2014<\/p>

a calmer, gentler, more patient version of who I was.<\/p>

It feels like everything I hope to see in her\u2026<\/p>

I am slowly becoming myself.<\/p>

A better version.<\/p>

A softer one.<\/p>

From a carefree girl<\/p>

to someone more careful, more considerate.<\/p>

Motherhood didn\u2019t just make me a mother\u2014<\/p>

it changed the way I see the world.<\/p>

It made me gentler.<\/p>

This is who I am now\u2014<\/p>

not lost, just found in a different layer.<\/p>

Still learning.<\/p>

Still growing.<\/p>

Still unfolding in ways I never expected.<\/p>

Not who I once was,<\/p>

but not someone unfamiliar either.<\/p>

But now aware\u2014<\/p>

and slowly embracing the woman I am becoming.<\/p>

Motherhood turned out to be far more<\/p>

than I had imagined\u2014<\/p>

and yet, deeply beautiful.<\/p>

There are quiet moments<\/p>

when it\u2019s just me and my baby\u2014<\/p>

and everything feels enough.<\/p>

And still\u2026<\/p>

even in that fullness,<\/p>

something gently feels missing.<\/p>

Because in becoming a mother\u2026<\/p>

I also became a wife in a different way.<\/p>

The love didn\u2019t disappear\u2014<\/p>

but it changed.<\/p>

The quiet conversations,<\/p>

the effortless closeness,<\/p>

the simple joy of just being\u2014<\/p>

slowly turned into feeding schedules<\/p>

and holding a baby in between.<\/p>

From the outside,<\/p>

the three of us look complete.<\/p>

But what about the two of us?<\/p>

What about the woman in me?<\/p>

There are days I feel invisible.<\/p>

Days I long to be seen again\u2014<\/p>

not as a mother,<\/p>

but as myself.<\/p>

To feel alone,<\/p>

yet together.<\/p>

To miss what once was,<\/p>

and still embrace what is.<\/p>

It is a quiet, courageous journey.<\/p>

And then I think about the girl I once was.<\/p>

She wasn\u2019t just someone with dreams\u2014<\/p>

she lived inside them.<\/p>

She had clarity.<\/p>

She had direction.<\/p>

She knew what made her feel alive.<\/p>

She loved studying,<\/p>

going to university,<\/p>

meeting her friends without overthinking time.<\/p>

She loved the simple things\u2014<\/p>

watching shows she enjoyed,<\/p>

making journals,<\/p>

creating little things with her hands<\/p>

just because it made her happy.<\/p>

There was ease in her days.<\/p>

A lightness in the way she moved through life.<\/p>

No constant weight of responsibility.<\/p>

No guilt for resting.<\/p>

No questioning herself every moment.<\/p>

She lived freely.<\/p>

With energy.<\/p>

With certainty.<\/p>

And now I sit here\u2026<\/p>

wondering when I stopped feeling like her.<\/p>

Sometimes, when I miss myself,<\/p>

I look at my wedding photos\u2014<\/p>

they remind me of us.<\/p>

Of who we were,<\/p>

before everything changed.<\/p>

I go back to old pictures<\/p>

when I miss my friends\u2014<\/p>

moments that felt effortless,<\/p>

full of laughter,<\/p>

without the weight of time.<\/p>

I call my parents\u2014<\/p>

not always because I need something,<\/p>

but because I miss being their daughter.<\/p>

And somewhere in all of this\u2026<\/p>

I realise\u2014<\/p>

I am constantly reaching back<\/p>

to pieces of who I used to be.<\/p>

But somewhere along the way\u2026<\/p>

people stopped asking about me.<\/p>

They ask\u2014<\/p>

How is the baby?<\/p>

And I answer.<\/p>

But a quiet question lingers\u2014<\/p>

What about me?<\/p>

In all this chaos,<\/p>

so much is gained\u2014<\/p>

but so much is quietly lost too.<\/p>

And even now, as I write this\u2026<\/p>

I pause.<\/p>

Trying to remember\u2014<\/p>

what did I love?<\/p>

What made me feel like me?<\/p>

It hasn\u2019t even been that long.<\/p>

So how is it<\/p>

that there are<\/p>

so few glimpses of me left?<\/p>

To the woman I am learning to find again.<\/p>

\u2014 Arwa<\/p>

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