Becoming Me Again: How Motherhood Taught Me To Slow Down and Heal

There are moments where I catch myself and think,
“Omg, what are you doing? You’re trying to do too much at once.” 😅

I’m so much like my dad in that way. When I get something in my head, I can’t let it go. I obsess. I start researching, taking notes, diving into ideas — and before I know it, I’ve somehow started three projects at once. 

It’s not always like that, but when it’s something I really care about, I go all in. ❤️‍🔥

And while that drive can be amazing, it can also burn me out.  I’ll look around and realize I haven’t replied to texts, won’t check in on my mo, group, and I’m juggling five things I “have to” (aka want to) finish today. 

It’s this constant tug of war between excitement and exhaustion. It’s like I’m chasing a million little pieces of myself in a thousand directions. Sometimes I wonder if it’s anxiety, or depression, or just me being me.

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I want to be a kick-ass mom. 
A daughter and sister who truly shows up and makes time.
A partner who nurtures her relationship again. 
A friend who’s intentional with the people who pour into her. 
I want to grow this mom group that’s brought me so much connection and healing. 
To do well in my new job. 
To keep breaking generational patterns and keep healing. 🕊️

It’s… a lot. Overwhelming at times, but also sooooo healing. Because all of these things come from wanting to be better, to feel more alive, to build something meaningful, to help. 

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I’ve been practicing slowing down. 😮‍💨
Noticing those moments before I spiral into doing everything at once.
Taking a breath. 
Reminding myself: I don’t have to do it all at once to be enough. 
But yet I have such a strong desire to still do it all.

I’m learning to catch myself mid-chaos and choose calm, even when it’s messy. 
To give myself grace because I’m just a girl trying her best, not only for herself, but for the little boy watching her every move. 🤎

I’m finding my way to the things that make me feel like me again. 
Trying to carve out moments for myself throughout the day, even if they’re small. 

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And yes, there are still days where I say, “There’s not enough time in the day”  more than I should.
But really, these are all such good things.
Things I once prayed.
Things that remind me I’m still growing, still learning, still here. 

Because even in the chaos, I am and will always be — so grateful. 🤍