you are my sunshine. 🌞

My depression makes me want to stay in my bed all day and sleep it off like a bad hangover. But, you know, kids don’t let you do that. Kids need fed and changed and loved and snuggled .

When joy DOESNT come in the morning.

Being a mom is weird. Your time is no longer run by the clock on the wall but your tiny babes growling tummy. So sometimes, your day will start at 4am… but your first cup of coffee doesn’t come until 9 or 10. And you guys – those days suck. I can’t sugar coat it.

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