Do you sometimes find yourself wondering how the monster got inside you who randomly rages at your husband and/or kids?   Do you lash out at them and then lash yourself forty times with the guilt?

Do you feel like you’re the only one who cares about your family’s well-being, and then, in your darkest moments, when the ramen noodles hit the fan, and the poop hits the carpet, wonder why you even bother?

Has your salty inner talk show host been running repeated segments on how you could have actually been happy if you had held out for a more considerate man who would even sometimes help out around the house, but now it’s just too cursing late?

Are you afraid to even talk about grilled cheese sandwiches because you never know what will set your husband off, and even worse, you’re beginning to doubt your ability to keep your own stuffing sewn in?

Can you remember a time, perhaps decades ago now, when your life actually felt like your own, not a messy mashup of other people’s unpresentable pieces, and you had options, but when your mind thinks back on that time, you call yourself selfish and pile on more guilt?

I want to assure you that you are not unworthy or defective.  I repeat, you are not unworthy or defective.  You’ve just stumbled into rocky terrain.  You started your family with a heart bursting with love, wonderful hopes and aspirations, and they can all be reclaimed.  That heart that felt big enough to give the whole Tri-State-Area a squeeze, that joy that was so big you could hardly tie your shoes, they are not a snuffed out thing of the past, they are the essence of who you truly are at your core.  That love that stole over you when your daughter was born that relocated your heart outside your body.  That is you.  That is who you naturally are.

Are you ready to embrace who you truly are?  I would be honored to collaborate with you in your discovery.  Send me a message on Instagram to schedule your free call.

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