Life with two kids? Yes, it’s hard but beautiful in the same time.
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?
There are days when I feel like I’m barely holding it together. But I’ve come to realize that even in the whirlwind of motherhood — especially with two little ones — there are small anchors that help me come back to myself. They’re simple, but powerful. And they’ve made all the difference.
🌿 Guided meditation: finding peace in the quiet
When the baby naps and the house finally quiets down, I take it as a sacred window. Sometimes I lie down, close my eyes, and slip on my headphones. I play a short guided meditation — nothing fancy, just a soft voice reminding me to breathe, to let go, to be.
In those few moments, I reconnect with my own heart — not as a mother, not as someone constantly needed, but as a woman who simply is. Even five or ten minutes of this helps me reset.
🌬️ Deep breathing: grounding myself in the chaos
There are moments when I feel completely overwhelmed. The baby is crying, the toddler wants attention, the dishes are still in the sink, and I’m stretched thin.
In those moments, I pause — even if it’s just for a few seconds. I take a deep breath in, hold it, and slowly let it out. And then I do it again. Sometimes I place my hand on my chest or belly just to feel my breath move.
It’s nothing magical, but somehow it brings me back. It reminds me that I’m here, I’m okay, and this moment will pass.
✨ Reflecting on the good things: shifting the focus
It’s so easy to get lost in exhaustion and doubt. But I’ve started making a practice of noticing the good, even on the hard days.
A smile from my older daughter when I least expect it. The way the baby curls into me during a nap. The quiet moments when my husband takes over bedtime so I can just sit and breathe.
Even when it feels like I’m doing everything wrong, these little flashes remind me: I’m doing so much right, too. I just have to notice.
🛁 Carving out time for myself: reclaiming small joys
There’s no such thing as “plenty of free time” in this stage of life. But there are pockets — and I’ve learned to treasure them.
When the girls nap, or when my husband takes them out for a walk, I try to choose me. A long, hot bath with candles and music. A short yoga stretch, just enough to feel my body again. A coffee date with a friend who makes me laugh and reminds me who I am beyond motherhood.
These moments are small, but they refill my cup. They help me show up for my daughters with more love, more patience, and more presence.
💬 Final thought
I’m still learning. Every day brings new challenges. But with these simple tools — meditation, breath, reflection, and self-care — I feel less like I’m drowning, and more like I’m navigating. Not perfectly. But with love.
Maybe you’re in a hard season, too. If so, I hope you find your own small anchors. They won’t fix everything. But they can help you stay afloat — and maybe, just maybe, grow stronger through it all. 💛
Have you ever felt like this too?
How did you manage to get through those challenging days?
💬 Share your story in the comments – you are not alone, and your journey could inspire another mama out there. 🤍