New Bubbles

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As I sit soaking in my warm bubble bath I am reflecting on my life. This year I turn 50. This year I am no longer a mother of children. I am a mother of 3 adults. As my tub continues to fill I am not sure if I am comforted by the warm rising waters or if they symbolize my feelings of being overcome with emotions. I think it’s both. I have been an adult for 31 years… of those 31 years I have been a mom for 26.

26 prayerful, faithful, joyful, painful, beautiful years. As I type those adjectives I notice ful at the end… my life has been full! Full time wife, Full time mommy, Full time moooooom, Full time finder of all things, Full time family Uber, Full time internet researcher, Full time I’m in a bind helper outer.. you get the idea…full.

full 

adjective:containing or holding as much or as many as possible; having no empty space.”wastebaskets full of rubbish”

2 synonyms:

3 filled, filled up, filled to capacity, filled to the brim, brimming, brimful More

As I sit here listening to the bubbles pop, I feel like each pop is all the things I used to do. Popping, melting, turning my warm bubble bath back into water. But is it the same water as when I turned the spigot on and filled the tub? No, it’s cooler now, the popped bubbles have made the water softer, and my body is hotter for having enjoyed the bath for so long. As I get out I’m wrinkly, I’m hot and I thoroughly enjoyed my time. But now it’s time to get out of the bath.. what to do next with this hot, wrinkly, emotional mess? I am not the person I was before. So, who am I?

Time to start a new bath with new bubbles… bubbles for my husband and I. I am excited! I am sad. I am lonely. But best of all I am ready! Bring on new bubbles!!

Published by mynewbubbles

Just a mom finding her way after all her kids have flown. Time for adventures in discovering a new me! Bring on the bubbles!

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  5. The more I read about this phase in life, the more I think I should be better prepared by the time I reach there.. So I read more, I try to soak in more, but then, I will have my own struggles when I reach there and i am hopeful that I will have my own ways of dealing with it when I reach there.
    It is like child birth. You read up, you do all the exercises that is supposed to help you, you have everything ready, but then when it actually happens, you know that no amount of preparation is enough. It is something you have to deal with when it happens.. 🙂

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  7. Hi,
    I’m the same age as you but the kids are a little bit younger and still live at home. Still, I feel the need for new bubbles too. Glad I found your blog or should I say glad you visited mine and that I have returned the favor… Your blog is awesome and this post is really beautiful. Can’t wait to read more of you. You got my follow.

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  8. My Mom cried when I went off to university. I don’t think that being a mother is for the faint of heart, but she really loves it. I think she felt a bit lost when I left because she’s spent so much of her life looking after my siblings and I. She’s doing some caregiving for some older relatives now, but I sometimes wonder what her “new bubbles” will be when she’s finished with that. I’m excited for you (and her)! This sounds like an intimidating but also exciting phase of life! So many options to rediscover yourself!

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      1. Thank you.

        I wish I could translate them and share in two languages, but there are too many stuff to be translated 🙂 I might try to summarise my thoughts though whenever I see you around 😉

        I started to follow you on Twitter, which might be a better idea 🙂

        Have a great bubbly weekend!

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  10. When our daughter moved off to college it felt like something had been taken from us.(It hadn’t). Graduation day came and the announcement she was mvoing to the other side of Canada to work for a year. Again , the feeling something was taken.(It hadn’t). The new announcement that she loved her job, the city and was staying there. Once again that feeling. Yes, something was gone…the young child we had who galloped her horse across the fields, but it was replaced by a young, confident young woman ready to and more than able to tackle and conquer the world. Not a bad trade off. Truth be known though….miss her.

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