The Trying Mama

02/02/2025

12/19/2024

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12/07/2024

Whew 😅 🥲

11/30/2024

If you know, you know.

11/30/2024

It’s not about what is under the tree- it’s about the little hands that tug at my sleeve and the love that fills our home.

It’s the little hugs, the bed time giggles, and everything in between. Because when I’m with them, I have everything I need.

♥️

11/07/2024

For so long, the holidays were something I just got through—moments I endured rather than embraced. They stirred up memories I wished I could forget, reminders of a childhood that felt more lonely than joyful. The lights, the songs, the gatherings—they all seemed like echoes of something I couldn’t quite reach.

But then I became a parent, and suddenly, the holidays felt different. I started to see them through the eyes of my child, wide and full of wonder, taking in every sparkle, every story, every tradition. And in their joy, I found my own. The magic I thought was lost began to take root in our little moments—decorating cookies, hanging ornaments, reading stories by the glow of the tree.

Now, each holiday season feels like a chance to rewrite the past, to give my children the warmth and love I once yearned for. I get to create memories filled with laughter, kindness, and togetherness. And in giving them these moments, I find healing in my own heart, too.

It’s amazing how becoming a parent transforms things you thought you’d left behind. How, in giving them the joy you once missed, you find yourself wrapped up in it, too. 🤍🎄