I have been becoming more comfortable with being accepting. Being accepting of my shortcomings, imperfections circumstances, and past.

For me, being accepting of myself has been getting easier. I am own the biggest critic at times and can admit that I overthink the simplistic of things. There are days that I cannot seem to get out of my own head.

When I became a mother almost six months ago, my life had remarkably changed for the better. I was a stay at home mama for the very first time in my life and I was exclusively breastfeeding. My days were demanding to be a new mother and there were so many nights of nursing, diaper changing, and postpartum night sweats. Between having help from my husband and pushing through sleep-deprived nights, things started getting easier with time and patience of course.


Over the past year, I have grown to become out of touch with almost everyone in my immediate family. I was raise by my mother who is a very shallow and one of the most introverted people that I have ever known. My mother is very superstitious and small minded. She raised her three children to be a sheer image of her in many ways.



I used to waste unnecessary energy trying to explain my motives to people and even for them to see things my way whenever an argument may have arisen. During these times in my life I always felt like I had to speak up and when I did little did I knew I spoke to those who took what I said with a grain of salt. 
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