I love my sweet little blessings. I do. But getting the opportunity to remember that My Name is NOT Mom every once in a while sure is nice.
Especially on weekends that follow days like today (WEDNESDAY) when I’m woken up by 6-year-old twins at 5am asking me if they can wear shorts to school even though the dot says it is 0 degrees. (“Doesn’t that mean it isn’t hot and it isn’t cold?”, ah, teaching them neutrality bites me again.)
But for real. My name is Becky, and I forget that too many times. Remembering that is not being selfish, it is remembering my story, my testimony, my whole self. I mean, even out here on the internet, I branded myself for so long as “mrsgregwilis”, and even Greg didn’t like that. It wasn’t us, it wasn’t our dynamic. My name is Becky.
I am THE Becky Willis. The one, the only. There is not another one of me, and I need to remind myself of that. That’s why I am taking some time to focus on what it is like to love ME, to be the person who God meant for me to be, and to win back my love for my body and mind. There are good things happening here and I’m excited to get back to posting about all of those that brought many of you to this space. The one thing I keep reminding myself and my team – no one can replace me (if you’re reading this, read that not as me = Becky, but me = you the person reading this!).
no one can replace you!
Back in 2019, I had got a glimpse of what that (someone replacing me) might have felt like. Isla said two words to me that burned my heart deeply and changed our lives forever.
While I’m thankful for those words, that innocent honesty, for a second, I had a gut wrenching reaction to that momentary thought that “my name is not mom” or that the possibility that I could ever be replaced could feel like. That started a spiral of events in our lives that have finally seemed to settle, but I am really working on remembering that I am MORE than Mom and will never be replaced.
Through that process, I started therapy and realized I didn’t love myself as much as I thought I did. Even after two rounds of serious committment to weight loss, I hate[d] so much about myself. It is a work in progress, but there are things I am doing to show myself love, as long as the budget allows:
- Back to church – but not serving so I can focus on worshipping and learning
- Pittsburgh Cultural Trust events (Theater is BACK!!!)
- Monthly Massages and European Wax Center visits
- Nail Appointments
- 9:30am TJ Maxx Rae Dunn hauls
- Netflix Binging
These are things I loved before I was a wife, mom, Consultant, Manager, and whatever other hat I wear in the day. These are Becky things. And these are not selfish, they are keeping me, me. xoxo
Speaking of self love, I have an opportunity for you! I have a pair of tickets to see “My Name is NOT Mom” featuring internet sensations Tiffany Jenkins, Meredith Masony and Dena Blizzard at Pittsburgh’s Byham Theater on Sunday, January 30, 2022 at 2:00 PM. This is going to be a FAST giveaway happening TODAY on my instagram, @thebeckywillis – so watch there for details!
About My Name is NOT Mom:
My Name is NOT Mom is a hilarious journey through motherhood with internet sensations Tiffany Jenkins, Meredith Masony and Dena Blizzard. After helping millions of fans get through the pandemic, this comic trio shares their take on mothering through the sleepless nights of the toddler years, middle school craziness and trying not to physically attack a high schooler.https://mynameisnotmom.com/
This special live event features stand-up, stories and videos from their online community and audience interaction to create an up close and personal experience that’s funnier than a pap smear.