My sister and I were talking about how frustrating it can be to only see “the end,” particularly “the end” of the postpartum journey.
It’s definitely easier to share the “I MADE IT” moments.
While that can bring others, who are in the thick of the journey, hope, ONLY sharing the finish line can also leave the rest of us feeling alone…. like we’re moving forward at a snails pace… questioning if we’re even moving forward….
Some days I barely know the day of the week, I HOPE I’ll get through my embarrassingly small checklist, and I feel blessed beyond measure to get 30 minutes to myself to MOVE.
Other days are better, BRIGHTER, easier…
*and I have to be careful that I don’t ONLY share the light.
So, this is me today.
Still ON the journey.
Often feeling like I’ve barely begun.
Working my HARDEST to let go of that “not good enough” feeling.
Doing my best to become STRONG over thin, HONEST over surface-y, and KIND with my inner dialogue rather than plain old mean. ((Remember, we’re ALWAYS our first own worst critic.))
Let’s honor our freaking journey this year.
THE. WHOLE. THING.
If for no other reason than because THAT is what is real and THAT is what can empower each of us to LIFT one another UP as well as ourselves.