I sometimes feel like being a mom is my entire identity. I couldn’t even tell my mom what I wanted for Christmas because everything I was going to say would be for my child and not for me. And even if she gave me a gift card I’m 95% sure it would be used on her and not me.
the anxiety i have as a mom is so unhealthy.. i’m constantly worrying about any and everything. like could they die doing this or that? could we get in an accident on the way to the store, or could they get kidnapped when we get there? send help. i’m unwell
this year was all about cutting off toxic family members, walking away from dead end friendships, going after my dreams, not being afraid to speak up for myself, and setting boundaries
Makes me so fucking sick to my stomach as a parent when I hear about school shootings.. what are we supposed to do when our babies aren’t safe anywhere other than in the house with us? What kind of life is that
its honestly not fair that women change physically, mentally and emotionally when they have a baby. I am almost 2 years pp and i am no where near the same person that I was before motherhood and honestly i miss her.. excuse me while i cry bc im frustrated, tired and my back hurts