After nine months of carrying life and walking through the depths of postpartum, I’ve come face to face with my own strength. I’ve endured life-altering, even life-threatening changes and I came out stronger.
Motherhood forced a lot on me. The decision to fully be responsible for my kid as a working mother phew! Very Bold I tell you. Toughest decision I made. Aker gape mogoma ne a ithaya gore rre yole o tla mo ema nokeng kante ke mono hela.
i’m in awe of how much bravery i’ve been displaying in going after the life i want. i woke up one day and decided i want more for myself. it’s so fulfilling to witness this growth and to know that i can bet on myself even when i’m incredibly terrified.
I love my work, truly. But I hate that this is the moment I’m meant to peak, to shine, while I’m also learning how to be a mother. I can’t give everything to either, and knowing I’m falling short of my full potential fills me with anger and grief.