Immeasurably More

I live on my own with my two beautiful children. I love it. I love having our own space and I love having our established routine. We all look forward to it and it provides the consistency and security the children and I have so desperately needed these past few years. About twice a month we jump into what feels like someone else’s life. Trying to be a big happy family, mothering an extra child, trying to cram in all our normal weekend activities while still attempting to connect with my spouse and caring for my own children’s hearts as well. I stress about my finances, trying to make sure I’m set up to do it all on my own in case anything changes with child support or in case something changes with my relationship status and I’m left to do it alone. It’s a lot to process. It feels like everyone just assumes everything is all good and I’m fine.   I’m not fine. I’m overwhelmed. I’m stressed and frustrated. I want to be able to rest and I don’t g...