I love watching my son and my husband bond, but it’s becoming apparent I’m losing my little boy.
if I don’t identify with the moms I meet in real life, I definitely don’t identify with the parents I see portrayed in the media.
Parents — we’re the worst.
There is nothing ever good that can come from comparing women to each other.
To be honest, it’s exhausting, and I am ready to shed this pesky baby weight once and for all. I mean that literally.
Just as you're learning to navigate the world by yourself, I guess it's time for me to relearn the ropes of motherhood. To patiently watch you find your wings, to sit in the shadows and watch you fly, to applaud you quietly from a distance, to embrace you when you decide to come back. Only to go off by yourself again.