I’m starting to realize this: the less blame I pile on myself for things I can’t change, the more energy I can invest in my kids right now.
The problem with my “me time” coming in a bottle is that it eventually took much more than it gave.
Today I take away a new perspective on motherhood. I learned that the sometimes inconvenient moments can turn out to be the most magical memories of my life.
You do you, momvan. Maybe she used to be a strippervan.
What happens when you know you need support?
I had no idea so much freedom could be found in such a short phrase.
Oh, mama: I hear you now. You are berating yourself. Questioning yourself. Criticizing yourself.
Today, I flip the script. My new inner monologue goes something like this: parenting is not nothing.
Mothers are seriously the superheroes of the world, but even superheroes need a break every now and then.
When you looked at me, and told me to enjoy every minute, part of me wanted to punch you.