The Mama Perspective | Mum Blog

I’m almost six months postpartum with baby number two, and lately I’ve been wondering who I am now.

Not in a dramatic, identity meltdown kind of way – more in a quiet, curious sort of way. Like when you catch your reflection and think, I look familiar, but also a little different. Being a mum of two kids does that to you eh? 

Becoming a mum for the first time changed me in ways I expected – priorities shifted, patience stretched, sleep disappeared. But this time feels different. It’s not just an adjustment; it’s a complete reshaping. The version of me that existed before two children feels a bit blurry now. 

I don’t know yet what parts of the “old me” will return, or whether I even want them all to.

Who I’m becoming 

Right now, I feel like I’m standing in the middle – one foot in the world of motherhood, the other still reaching toward something familiar. I’m still me but some days, I miss the structure and freedom of pre-baby life. Other days, I’m content to be completely absorbed by the small moments that fill these early months. Especially because within the blink of an eye, they are gone. 

I can feel parts of myself – the one who loves to write, the mum who loves her kids, a marketing manager, but as for the rest? I guess it’s waiting quietly in the background. Not gone, just… paused, I hope. 

Rediscovery on the horizon 

Next year, I’ll be returning to work, and I think that transition might help me find pieces of myself again – or maybe even introduce me to stronger version of myself. 

Something needs to help me bring myself back to the balance, you know? Not because of the job itself, but because it might remind me what it feels like to be me in a different context – one that isn’t entirely defined by motherhood. 

But for now, I’m still here, living in the in-between.

Learning to sit in the unknown

There’s a lot of pressure to “bounce back” – not just physically, but emotionally and mentally. To reclaim who we were before becoming in a mum, whether it’s your first or subsequent child. But I don’t think that’s the goal. Maybe motherhood isn’t about finding the old version of yourself again, but allowing space for a new one to be comfortable in.

Some days, that thought brings comfort. Other days, it feels like loss.

Either way, I’m trying to trust that identity isn’t something you lose or find – it’s something you grow into, again and again, as life changes around you.

As for now… 

For now, it’s too soon to know who I am becoming, and maybe that’s okay. Maybe this stage – the uncertainty in the middle – is part of the becoming process itself.

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If you’re a mum who has been through this stage before, when did you start to feel like yourself again or did you discover a newer version of yourself instead?