You love your kids. You also don’t recognize yourself anymore.

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You wanted this. You love them. And somehow you still find yourself in the bathroom at 9pm wondering where you went.

The patience runs out. The resentment shows up uninvited. You’re touched out, talked out, and quietly terrified you’re doing it wrong — or worse, that you’re becoming someone you swore you wouldn’t become.

None of that makes you a bad mother. It makes you a human being who was handed something enormous without enough support.

 

“I’m so grateful, and I’m so depleted. I didn’t know those two things could exist at the same time.”

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What brings mothers into this work.

• Postpartum anxiety — or a nagging feeling something is off that you can’t name

• Rage that comes from nowhere and scares you

• Feeling like your marriage has become a business arrangement

• The fear of repeating your own childhood, or the grief of having wanted a different one

• Losing your sense of self outside of being someone’s mother

• The guilt of wanting something — anything — for yourself

 

This is also the work of breaking cycles.

A lot of what shows up in motherhood isn’t about your kids. It’s about what you carry from your own childhood. IFS is particularly powerful here: we identify the parts of you still operating from old wounds so they stop running the show without your permission.

You can’t give your children what you never received. But you can do the work to get it now — and that changes everything for the generation that comes after you.

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I’m also a mom. A business owner. A wife. I know what this actually feels like. You don’t have to explain yourself here.

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