05/11/2026
isn’t the version of motherhood I thought I’d have.
There’s a lot people don’t see—appointments, constant learning, advocating, adjusting, and doing it all over again the next day.
There are moments where I’ve had to let go of what I expected things would look like.
And at the same time, I love my child in a way that doesn’t even compare.
Both are true.
Some days feel manageable.
Some don’t.
And some days I’m doing everything I can and still questioning if it’s enough.
I’ve learned I can’t do this alone.
Support isn’t optional—it’s necessary. Even if you have to build it yourself.
Most of this happens quietly.
People don’t really see what it takes day to day—and that’s fine.
But it’s a different kind of weight to carry.
Happy Mother’s Day to the moms carrying more than people realize.
