A post in the Your Home Matters Series Opening an old journal I found on the shelf I found these words in my handwriting: “I really wanted to go to the meetings this morning, but here I am in our apartment being a mother. Mothering doesn’t stop. Their needs don’t stop. Sick kids can’t be delegated. So once again I’m isolated and he, my husband, is not.”
Dear Woman, You Matter
Dear Woman, You Matter
Dear Woman, You Matter
A post in the Your Home Matters Series Opening an old journal I found on the shelf I found these words in my handwriting: “I really wanted to go to the meetings this morning, but here I am in our apartment being a mother. Mothering doesn’t stop. Their needs don’t stop. Sick kids can’t be delegated. So once again I’m isolated and he, my husband, is not.”