Yes, it’s hard with two kids.
There are days when I feel so alone, even though I have people around who try to help.
Inside me, there’s an ongoing battle — the fear that I can’t handle everything, that I might not raise my girls the way I dream. Sometimes I just sit there, staring blankly, feeling a tight pain in my chest, with tears streaming down my face.
It’s a deep sadness that I can’t really explain.
My little one cries out for me almost every hour, needing the comfort of nursing. My older daughter longs to be close too, wanting her share of love and attention, needing to feel that she hasn’t lost her place beside me.
And I feel caught between two delicate worlds, each one needing me in its own urgent way.
There are moments when I feel overwhelmed, as if I’m disappearing.
I ask myself: “Where am I in all this? Who am I now?”
I’ve lost pieces of myself in the constant chaos, in the endless needs, in the desire to be everything for everyone.
I just want a moment to sit quietly, to breathe, to find myself again.
Yet when I look into their little eyes — so full of light and trust — I remember why I’m here.
They need me.
I am their anchor, their safe place.
Little one, I know your tiny mouth hurts as your new teeth push through, and all you want is to be soothed in my arms.
Big sister, I know you don’t fully understand why things have changed since your sibling arrived. You just want to be seen, to be loved, to have your mama all to yourself sometimes.
And somehow, that realization gives me a new kind of strength.
I remember that I have a purpose here — to guide them, to help them grow strong and full of trust in this beautiful, complicated world.
But how do I get through the hardest moments?
I’ve found a few simple things that help me hold on to myself:
- Guided meditation – When the baby naps, I sometimes slip on headphones and listen to a calming meditation, allowing myself to reconnect with my own heart.
- Deep breathing – When the emotions feel too heavy, I stop, take a deep breath in, and let it out slowly. Just breathing can bring me back to the present moment.
- Reflecting on the good things – Even when it’s hard to see, I remind myself: there’s always something good. A small smile from my girls, a peaceful moment, the steady presence of my husband who supports me, even when I can’t always feel it.
- Carving out time for myself – When the girls nap or my husband takes them out to the park, I give myself little gifts: a long, hot bath, a quick yoga session, or a coffee date with a friend. These small acts of self-care help refill my cup.
I’m learning, day by day, that I don’t have to be perfect.
It’s okay to feel everything — the joy, the sadness, the exhaustion.
What matters most is that I show up, with love, again and again.
As long as I am here, heart open, they will grow up knowing they are deeply loved.
And that, more than anything, gives me the strength to keep going.
Have you ever felt like this too?
How did you manage to get through those challenging days?
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