Lost in Motherland
Happy Easter to you all! We are taking some much-needed time off as a family this weekend. I hope you and your loved ones get to spend time together, too.
There are quite a few of you new here to Literary Convert. Thank you for joining our little community! Earlier this week, the wonderful Mary Harrington at Reactionary Feminist shared an essay I wrote about getting lost in motherhood, growing up, and adjusting to new dreams. For those of you who might have missed it, here it is:
I'd love it if you gave it a read - it was an absolute pleasure to write!
For those of you who are new, this is what you can expect from my substack:
Once a month, I write about a film for my paid subscribers for my Christian film club. Last month, it was on Amazing Grace, the film about abolitionist William Wilberforce. Next month, it will be about Greta Gerwig's wonderful film Ladybird.
My other monthly posts include one post recommending the best articles, books, films and TV shows I've been watching, and one post about a Jane Austen character. I'm currently going through all Pride and Prejudice characters, and will likely move onto Emma next. My final post of the month changes every time, but you can expect writing about motherhood, literature, and religion (and sometimes bioethics!).
I hope you all have a wonderful weekend, and will be back next Saturday with more writing.
Happy to have discovered you Beatrice :) I enjoyed your guest post and appreciate the message you shared. I had completed my Masters in applied linguistics and worked at a university when our first daughter was born. Her arrival started me on a completely different trajectory and brought uncountable blessings. I have never returned to my line of work, stayed at home, had two more children, started homeschooling, built up homeschooling communities and programs, and through all of it have been able to use the skills I had developed in my work life. Looking forward to following you along!
Thank you for your article. I am now at the stage of life where my children are grown, married, and two have children of their own. I very inconveniently had my first son just before the age of 24, with a husband still studying, and a meagre income. I am now at the luxurious stage of life where I am young enough to enjoy my children and their children. We have the means to travel to and with them. I would now never regret having children early. The reward is reaped much later on, when you look back and realise you always had the right amount of energy for each challenge.