They don’t tell you that having kids totally changes your Saturday. It isn’t a day for you to recharge anymore.
She was strong for admitting her depression to me. She was strong because she loved her family and herself enough to try and find help amidst her pain.
The more my kids grow the more I realize that they are really ‘wild’ things. They have been given to me to love and take care of, but they are not mine to keep.
I started thinking, what if there is more to life with my kids than waiting for bedtime?