They say motherhood changes you. And that’s true—but not always in the ways you expect. I used to think becoming a mom would feel like stepping into a new version of myself with nothing but joy and baby giggles. What I didn’t know was that it would also break me wide open—in the rawest, most humbling, most beautiful way.
I’m a mother to two tiny humans—my three-year-old and a one-year-old daughters. And let me tell you this: raising small children while trying to hold on to even a shred of yourself is one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. But also the most rewarding.
💔 The Truth They Don’t Always Talk About
After my first baby, I felt like I was supposed to bounce back. Physically, emotionally, socially. I’d scroll Instagram and see glowing moms in matching outfits with clean hair and clean floors, while I sat unshowered in a fog of sleep deprivation, wondering if anyone else had cried into a breast pump at 3am.
Then came the second baby. And while some things got easier, others got heavier.
I wasn’t just tired—I was exhausted in my bones. I wasn’t just healing—I was surviving. And somewhere between diaper blowouts and toddler meltdowns, I realized I was grieving the old me while learning to love the new one. A woman who was more stretched, more emotional, but somehow stronger than she’d ever been.
🌱 When Love Wins
“Love wins” isn’t just a cute phrase—it’s a lifeline. It’s what I whisper to myself when the baby won’t nap, and my toddler is yelling, and I feel like I’m failing everyone. It’s what I remind myself when my body looks different and my patience is running thin. Love wins when I choose to stay gentle—with my children, and with myself.
It wins when I show up on the hard days.
It wins when I ask for help, when I cry, when I start again tomorrow.
It wins in the little moments—the soft forehead kisses, the first steps, the sleepy “I love you’s” whispered at night.
🌼 Why I Started This Blog
I created Love Wins Motherhood because we need more spaces that are honest. Not filtered perfection—but messy, beautiful truth. I want this to be a place where you can exhale. Where you can cry, laugh, feel seen, and know you’re not alone.
If you’re here, maybe you’re in the thick of it too. Maybe you’re wondering if anyone else feels like you do. I want you to know: yes. Yes, we do. And you’re not just surviving—you’re doing something sacred.
Motherhood is not about perfection. It’s about presence.
Not about having it all together—but letting love lead you through the chaos.
💌 Let’s Stay Connected
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Until next time—remember, love wins. Even on the hard days.
With love,
A fellow mama in the messy middle
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