Being a mom is a gift, but it can also be a quiet kind of losing yourself. Between meals, laundry, schedules, and the endless “mom duties,” there’s a part of you that slips away—a part you once knew, loved, and relied on to feel alive.

Being a stay‑at‑home mom means you have all the time in the world.

A mother’s truth, in real time

For the ones who wanted love before they learned to fear it.

There is a kind of exhaustion only a mother knows —the kind that sits behind the eyes,right where the world never looks.

You may be wondering… are there really two sides of motherhood? For me, there are.

LETTERS TO MYSELF

LETTERS TO MYSELF

LETTERS TO MYSELF

I lost my voice.

 When Love Hurts

 There was a time when getting ready felt like an event — late-night talks turned into morning laughter, picking out an outfit felt fun, and a simple “You look beautiful” made me feel like a woman. I believed it because I felt it. But somewhere between sleepless nights, spit-up stains, toys on the floor, and the constant noise of motherhood, those words faded. Not because love disappeared, but because I stopped noticing myself.