MOMS

We as mother, we do a lot, yes, and most of the time  we don’t get enough credit, I, myself do not give myself enough credit. It is really hard for me to accept all I do, and mostly that all I do is good, or enough. Lately I was told I am a good mother, even tho I DONT FEEL LIKE IT! I cannot accept that fact, I feel like I should be doing more, or I should be there for everyone at the same time, even thou that is impossible, I can’t be at all places at once, 3 kids, one with special needs, a toddler, a household to run, work, business, friends, gym? Working out?? I have no time for that, I try to get it in but I am no super hero.

I am currently sitting down in the pedicure salon getting my pedicure because self care is important, I have learned that the hard way, I felt down the depression hole, took me a while to realize it, but hey I did. It wasn’t easy to accept either, after I had baby my OB asked me how I was feeling at my postpartum check up, I said I was busy, stressed and hard to manage it, but Dr said that’s life with 3 kids. So I was thinking all this time, this is normal, this is how moms feel, this is okay.

I found myself crying in the car, alone, where nobody could see that I was falling apart, crying in the shower, yelling at my kids, when the problem wasn’t them. IT WAS ME! Find help, find your tribe, find someone to talk to, we are not alones mommas, go out with friends, get you a drink, is not only okay, it is necessary, for your sake, for your family’s sake, if we are okay, the kids will be okay.

Take care of YOU so you can take care of everyone else! I come from a latino background, where talking about your problems makes you weak, makes you vulnerable. I am not weak! I am strong! I chose to admit I have a problem and I chose to deal with that problem instead of ignore it.

My cup was overflown, and not talking about it was coming out in tears, tears, of ager, tears of sadness, tears of stress, tears of fear I was not enough.

I want you to know I get you, I am here, I won’t judge, we all deal with something and we try to hide it under a smiley face, but us special needs mommas have a heavier load that only we understand.

Speak out, find help, find your tribe and remember Blooming Kids Too, we have your back <3

Dani Q.