There were moments in motherhood when I truly believed something was wrong with me.
I couldn’t cope the way I thought I should. The exhaustion. The overwhelm. The tears behind closed doors. I thought, “Why can’t I handle this like everyone else?”
But the truth is I was doing my best.
And that was...
I couldn’t cope the way I thought I should. The exhaustion. The overwhelm. The tears behind closed doors. I thought, “Why can’t I handle this like everyone else?”
But the truth is I was doing my best.
And that was...