What My Kids Teach Me About Being Myself

If you had asked me five years ago who I was, I’d probably have answered something like: “I’m a mom,” “I’m tired,” or “I used to wear real pants.” Back then, I didn’t realize motherhood wouldn’t just stretch me or challenge me—it would quietly, completely unmask me. Now, I’m raising three daughters. My oldest is […]

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