I found myself feeling lost and questioning my identity. Who was I anymore? I was now a mother of two. After experiencing postpartum depression following the birth of my first child, I believed I understood what to expect. However, after my second child, those feelings returned in an even deeper and more overwhelming way. Our children are among life’s greatest blessings, yet many mothers are unprepared for the challenges that can accompany motherhood, particularly postpartum

There was a season of my life where I felt completely lost and not many people knew I felt that way. After becoming a mother, I expected exhaustion, sleepless nights, and all the changes that come with welcoming a new baby. What I didn’t expect was postpartum depression. None of us do. I didn’t expect to look in the mirror and barely recognize the person staring back at me. I didn’t expect to feel so alone while being surrounded by the people I loved most. I was carrying a m

Have you ever stopped and thought about the backpack you are carrying? No not that one. The invisible backpack that follows you everywhere you go. Filled with things that no one else can see or feel but you. You know those words that someone said to you, that still somehow echo in your mind? The mistakes you’ve made that you’ll never live down. Those heartbreaks that truly never heal. And the anxiety that you wake up with every single morning before you can even open your