I wrote here about how being a mum has made me the happiest I have ever been in my life. It’s true, on the whole I am so happy. But something in me isn’t quite right.
I’m sure hormones are partly to blame; but honestly, I think I’m lonely. It sounds odd – how can I be lonely? I have my baby girl, my husband, family, close friends. I barely have a minute where I am alone. I leave my house and go to work in a real office with real colleagues and real clients and have real conversations with real people several times a week.
But what I’m missing is people in my boat. Others at the same life stage who have similar values to me. I’m missing my tribe.
Here’s my problem: I don’t think like other mums. I’m not interested in judging and comparing, gossiping and complaining. I just want to get on with it. I want to come to your house to talk, laugh, hang out. I want to feel at home in your home – make tea, help you fold your washing (who wants to fold washing alone!), talk about the joys and the difficulties without being given ‘advice’, without needing to compare and contrast and definitely without judgement.
Motherhood can be so isolating. I’m still looking for my tribe.