“In the midst of my own grief, my son still needed me, more than ever. I still felt so isolated and alone. I couldn’t just pass my kid off to someone else. He needed me.”
‘When my son was 10 months old, his daddy, my husband, left. He left the state. Left me to care for a baby alone. How could this happen to me? I did everything right. It broke me.’
‘Dear Anxiety, you have been in and out of my life since I became a mother, and this season, the one I am in right now, is one of the hardest.’
“You used the fear of trying to parent my newborn babies alone to destroy every particle of confidence in my being. I remember calling my sister sobbing because I was so overwhelmed with three crying babies that all needed me.”
