As parents, we all wrestle with feeling as though there is not an end to the demands we face every day while caring for our children and our home. It can become overwhelming and discouraging as we work tirelessly, only to have the dishes pile up, the toys strewn across the floor once more, and all within less than 24 hours. We ask ourselves, “when does it end?” I promise there is an end, but more vanishes in that moment than we realize.
This post charts the many ways life and even my personality are forever altered from having children. The obvious, ugly truths among the unknown, beautiful reality. It is my hope that any mom who wrestles with similar emotions is reminded of the unmatched beauty in this sometimes difficult season.
For anyone who has ever felt lost, unsure of which turn to take when coming to a fork in the road, this prayer is for you.
A true life account for the many years I spent living behind a mask. On the outside, I was the outgoing, free-spirited girl you could always go to if you needed a good laugh or a shoulder to cry on. But inside I was struggling with severe depression, suicidal thoughts, anxiety riddled with panic attacks, and a tendency to self-harm.