✍️ Hey there, it’s Cheniece.

I recorded this entry at the end of a long and trying day from my husband’s office during one of the few quiet moments I get as a mom to two autistic toddlers. This is honest, unfiltered, and straight from off my heart.

What’s Inside:

• The reality of special needs parenting—meltdowns before 9 AM, therapy appointments, and the constant daily juggle.
• The disconnect between the motherhood I imagined and the one I’ve been given.
• Finding life inside of myself again in the bathroom mirror after everyone else is asleep.
• Holding space for grief while still embracing hope within the motherhood journey I’ve been given.
• The truth that I can love my children fiercely and still need something that’s just mine.

Key Quote:"I can love my children fiercely, advocate for them relentlessly, and still need something that's just mine. I can grieve the motherhood I thought I'd have while embracing the one I've been given. I can feel broken and whole in the very same moment. And so can you."
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