Oh, sweet, weary momma of a challenging child,
May I just sit with you a moment? It’ll just take a few minutes. Because I want to hold your hand and encourage you. I want you to know that I see you.
Because I feel the struggle. Deeply.
I’ve felt the I-wanna-crawl-in-a-hole shame of feeling like a failure of a mom. I’ve felt the judging glances of onlookers.
The Hidden Struggle
But what most people don’t see is the the hidden struggle. [Read more…]