When I became a mom, guilt showed up before I even made it home from the hospital. Aria came early. Tiny, fragile, and fighting. And for 23 days I watched her form behind NICU glass, feeling like my body had failed her.

This week, I'm opening up about that very first experience with mom guilt, the kind that attaches itself to your heart and whispers "you should've done more." I'll share what those 23 days taught me about surrender, self-forgiveness, and redefining what it means to be a "good mom."

If you've ever carried guilt for something you couldn't' control... this one's for you.

Take a breath mama. You're healing.