Welcome to 31 Days of MOM Awesomeness!
This largely unedited free-write is linking up with the annual Write 31 Days Challenge. // indicates the start and stop of five minutes. Today’s prompt word is WALK. Go!
// My arrival was met with bloodshot eyes and abject failure. Baby was finally asleep, but mommy was ‘finished.’
Day 3. Why does no one warn you about day 3?
“How are you, my friend?”
The tears started afresh and out of her mouth gushed all of the insecurity and self-doubt that had ravaged her heart and mind for the last hours.
“I can’t do this. I’m failing. What is wrong with him? What is wrong with me? I’m so tired. I’m so sore. I can’t even think straight. Why am I crying? Why is he still crying? Oh my God, I think I’m gonna die.”
I hugged her and let her spend her tears on my shoulder. I remember that truck, the one that rolls over you without warning, over and over and over again. Her real mother was an ocean away―I felt the weight of maternal compassion. Read more