When Motherhood Steals My Womanhood

🌹Being a mother has been the greatest blessing—and the greatest conflict of my life.

For years, my identity was wrapped up in my children. I gave everything, sacrificed endlessly, and poured myself into motherhood. But somewhere along the way, I stopped being me. The woman with desires, needs, and passions—the side of me that craves intimacy, connection, and fulfillment—was pushed aside.

Recently, I tried to reclaim that part of myself. I allowed myself to want, to feel, to seek more than just the role of mom. But it wasn’t easy. My responsibilities as a mother never disappear, no matter how grown my children are. And because of that, I feel torn in two—forced to choose between my role as a mother and my identity as a woman, it's like the two don't mix!

It’s a quiet, aching conflict. Every time, motherhood seems to win, while the woman in me gets silenced. Sometimes I wonder if other mothers feel this too—the tug-of-war between being everything for your children and still wanting to be seen, desired, and alive as a woman.🌹