As parents, it’s so easy for us to become so busy, so consumed with daily life and schedules that we simply overlook the fact that motherhood alone doesn’t define who we are.

I love being a mom – and for the first year of my daughter Bella’s life I couldn’t imagine doing anything else. Nor, did I want to. However much I loved teaching, it was nothing compared to being a mother.

But as she has become more independent and I found a routine in our days and weeks, I’ve realized that the longing to do something for me, to fulfill my creative side, never went away. For a while, it was pushed to the back burner with the exhaustion and my brain ceasing to function properly around 10am, but it was still there. A desire to create, to do something with my time and talents.

Not that motherhood doesn’t require all of that – because I know in all of our lives, being a mom comes first. But it’s a temporary job for me, and at some point I will have completed it and be left with just myself again. I want to have something that fulfills me outside of a wife and mother. Something that stirs that little piece of my soul with joy and pride.

For me, this is writing. I find myself immersed in telling a story, sharing a part of my life with others. There are things I love to do simply for the joy of it: knitting, cooking, yoga and photography. But writing is my passion.

It isn’t easy for us to find the time to do things we love. Especially if they don’t pay. For a long time, I struggled with blogging because it was an activity that took much of my “me” time but didn’t produce anything in the end. Being used to having a paycheck for something that I did, I considered throwing in the towel time and time again.

I learned that finding your passion is about you. It’s about what you love, how it makes you feel, the sense of balance it brings to your life. In a society that often encourages money over simple joys, the thought of doing something only because you love it may seem wasteful.

This coming year, I plan on reminding myself that what I do with my life is up to me. How I choose to pursue my passion is my choice. In the end, if it brings me only happiness, a sense of purpose outside of the wonders of being a mother and wife and fulfills a part of my soul that nothing else can – then it’s worth doing.

This is an original post to World Moms Blog from Diana in El Paso, TX. She can also be found on her blog, Hormonal Imbalances.

Photo credit to Red Car Gurl. This photo has a creative commons attribution license. 


Diana blogs on raising a toddler daughter, the loss of her twin boys, and their families' adoption in progress on the aptly named Hormonal Imbalances, as well as Babble, Oreck, World Moms Blog, and Attachment Parenting International. She's been syndicated on BlogHer and The Huffington Post. Smaller glimpses into her day are on Twitter and Facebook, and on <a href=""

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