Be the person who calls her asking how her first therapy session went. And even if she wasn’t sure about it, encourages her to try again.

If we could brush away problems, imagine how neat life would be? No more messy and bad days. Sweep, and poof, the sun’s shining and the day’s good.

Sometimes motherhood is lonely even when we have our kids around. It’s a different kind of lonely than actually being alone.

Your past doesn’t define the mom you are today. You are the hope that she can get better.

We’re all doing the best we can. I’ve heard WAY too many moms of kids of all ages say, “It’s my fault my child struggles with _____.” (Insert your child’s struggle).

And with an eye-roll, my daughter turned away. She is two, and she can roll her eyes in a complete circle like a hamster wheel.

“She’s so big. How much does she weigh?” This was a question I was asked today by a little girl’s nanny in my daughter’s summer camp.