I’m back. Still healing… but it looks a lot different now.
Let’s catch up.
I’m a mom of three now. I’m teaching. I’m in college. And honestly? I’m just trying to make it through most days without falling apart. Healing now looks like surviving postpartum while life keeps demanding more from me.
After my last baby — my final one — I realized I’m not the same woman I used to be. I can’t juggle it all like I once could. And I’m done pretending I can.
I started this motherhood thing at 17. I’m 31 now. That’s 14 years of showing up, pouring from empty, and learning everything the hard way. I’m tired. Like, soul-tired. But somehow, I’m still standing. Still pushing. Still growing. Still finding pieces of myself in the chaos.
This isn’t the same healing journey I started years ago. It’s messier now. But it’s real. And if you’re still here, I hope you’ll walk through this next chapter with me.
No filters. Just truth.
Healing In Motherhood 