I was just rereading some chapters in Ariel Gore's [u]The Mother Trip[/u] and came across the Essay "Anchored" and found that it really spoke to something I've been feeling lately. She talks about reading Natalie Goldberg's memoir, [u]Long, Quiet Highway[/u] and how the author described responding to a calling of sorts at age 26 and just picking up and moving to a commune. Gore wrote, "...the image of Natalie and the pure freedom of her twenty-sixth year made me sad. Not jealous, exactly. Not even nostalgic. Just Sad. When I was pregnant, everyone from my grandmother to my best high school girlfriends warned me I was too you to give up the autonomy and privilege of life without children. But I hadn't felt the limitation until now."
God, mamas, sometimes I feel that sadness so intensely. Sometimes I'm in the car and I just want to keep driving forever. I want to drive someplace I've never been to and come back whenever...if at all. I think about what I could have done if I hadn't had a kid and god, I just want to cry sometimes. I'm sure you all know the feeling of being stuck between your love for your kids and the grief over the life you gave up. It's so hard sometimes...So hard to know that everyone who cautioned you against the sacrifice was, at least in a small way, right. Not that your life is over, but that what you gave up is significant.
Is there any way to cope with this?

*Heather* mama to L 9/25/2001
âA revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having.â
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Loving mama to an 11 year old activist, a 7 year old energy ball, and a sweet nursling.
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