Towels of gratitude.

Today as I was folding the laundry, I was overwhelmed with gratitude. You see, I have the same chores every single day. The same routine, the same house to clean, the same long list of things that need to be done. It never ends because as I finish one task, there is another to begin. As I was folding that towel, I thanked God for the little bodies that use...

Where I’m at. A sad mama’s tale.

The truth is, I’m not entirely sure I’m going to post this. This is going to be raw and uncut, and simply written out because I need to see the words. I need to see what I feel. All I know is that I’m sad. I’m tired. I’m lonely. I’m angry. I’m feeling emotions that I feel guilty for feeling. Could this be postpartum depression? I’m not sure. It’s hard...