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It is like you have a special radar to bring subjects that are poignant and always in need at the moment.

So thank you!

There is one particular passage - this newsletter has too many highlights - that made me feel even more relieved: “I think I spent so much time so mad that I never quite saw how the storms would end — how we finally got through them for good.”

I actually have been achieving way more lightness in the majority of stormy situations. I’ve realised that when we become mothers (fathers too I think) we bring all our childhood to that present situation(s), like an integrated backup system. And when we are face to face with that backup we usually don’t accept it and fight it, because we know it doesn’t match what we wished for to be as mothers (so I think) and this inner struggle commences. I truly believe that when we are able to let our inner child go and allow our own child to be what it is, we become less mad, anxious and obviously lighter. It will have up and downs, but it is possible.

I’m placing this out here not as a self praise note but to just layout that it is possible to change. Eventually when you fall apart and you rebuild yourself something will be different and you’ll be better than before, just be aware. 💞

Also every life phase is different. So this might be “true” for now but I don’t know for how long.

Loved this share Leandra. (Hope I made sense and my English is ok)

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I love this so much, made my eyes tear up. You put into words what I I was feeling, but couldn’t articulate. Cheers to not joining their storms, but when we do, putting ourselves back together and becoming their tree stump again!

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You have the insight and understanding you need to be a good mother, which you are. It is harder than you will ever think and you are right in the thick of it with two getting more independent and testing you…part of their growing up! Just apologize when you need to…I did and it goes a long way with kids!

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Great words, so comforting for us, mothers in our individuality. Or trying to. Excuse my english. Love Lola

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