Reading Mom
I could finish a 1,000-page book in a week without even thinking about it. Books were my escape, my teachers, and my closest companions. But then life happened.
Marriage. A home to take care of. Motherhood. Endless responsibilities. Somewhere between changing diapers, doing laundry, preparing meals, and trying to be everything for everyone, I slowly stopped reading. And when I stopped, I realized I wasn’t just losing a hobby—I was losing a part of myself.
People often say that if you don’t practice something, you lose your sharpness. I never truly understood that until it happened to me. Reading, which once came so naturally, suddenly felt difficult. My attention span became shorter. Picking up a book felt like a challenge instead of a joy.
Then, this June, something changed.
I decided it was time to come back to myself.
The first two books I bought were Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami and The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides. Buying those books felt like more than a shopping trip—it felt like opening a door I had closed years ago.
Recently, I watched a drama where one line stayed with me:
“When you stop reading, you will miss yourself. And when you miss yourself, the whole world misses the person you could have been.”
That line hit me deeply.
Reading isn’t just about finishing books. It’s about nourishing your mind, rediscovering your imagination, and finding the version of yourself that gets buried beneath daily responsibilities.
So, thank you, June.
Thank you for giving me a fresh start. Thank you for reminding me that even as a new mom, I am still allowed to grow, to learn, and to reconnect with the woman I was before life became so busy.
This is just the beginning of my reading journey again.
As a new mother, I know many of us struggle to find time and energy to read. We all face different barriers—exhaustion, endless to-do lists, guilt for taking time for ourselves, or simply feeling too mentally drained.
But every problem has a solution.
In my next post, I’ll share the biggest barriers I’ve faced in rebuilding my reading habit, along with the simple strategies that are actually helping me read again. And knowing myself, I’m sure I’ll discover even better ideas as this journey continues.
If you’ve ever felt like you’ve lost a piece of yourself in the busyness of life, maybe this June can be your fresh beginning too.
Follow my hidden reading journey as a busy mom. See how books became my quiet escape, source of growth, and daily inspiration. meta
