So I begin with politics again but don't worry it won't last long!
As you know last week I wrote about politics and there has been an almighty response to the Brexit result in the UK. I would have voted remain and made my worries apparent on my personal Facebook page regarding how this would affect the country. I expected people not to agree with me, after all everyone is entitled to their opinion and to their vote. However, I did not expect to be told that I was no longer entitled to a say on the future of the country. I was told in no uncertain terms that I had given up that right the day I left England. Even though that is contrary to the government who actually encourage overseas citizens to vote. I also did not expect how upsetting this would be and it has caused me to question my identity a lot over the last few days.
I have identified as a European, British, English, Mancunian living in Australia for the last seven and a half years. I have citizenship of both countries and this is mainly because it gives my family options for the future, particularly my daughter. I love England as it is where I spent the first 23 years of my life and it is where so many people I love still live. I also love Australia as it is where I owned my first house, where I got married and most importantly of all where my beautiful daughter was born. However, if I am told not to concern myself with England and I am not a true Australian, where does this leave me?
I got to thinking that the real make up of my identity is not necessarily where I was born or where I currently live, or wish to live in the future (Canada). I believe more importantly my identity is who I am inside. I believe I am entitled to have fond affection for England and Australia but that what makes me ME is deeper than geography.
I believe since becoming a mum this is the most important part of my identity. I longed to have that part since I was young and I have overcome numerous obstacles to get here. I know a lot of people say that when you become a mum it seems like you lose your identity and your true self, particularly stay at home mums. It is true, many mothers groups only know you because you are someone's mum, they rarely ask your name and they are often not really interested in you as a person. However, I feel like I found my true self and my place in life once I became a mum and I adore being "Georgia's mummy". It makes me prouder to be called that than I ever imagined possible.
There are a hundred other labels I could give myself... author, graduate, daughter, sister, ice hockey fan, English, Australian citizen etc but I feel being a mum is my true identity and I wouldn't change it for the world. It is everything I have ever wanted and more to be a mum and it is the part of my identity that is the best. It is the most joyful, patient, kind, funny and loving part I have and I completely treasure it. It is the thing that makes me luckiest beyond all else, every single day... all thanks to my beautiful baby girl.