10/06/2018
Trusting the process is so hard when you’re in the thick of it...I get it...I’ve been there...hands thrown up in the air, questioning everything, exhausted by emotion.⠀⠀
Can I share a little piece of what this looked like for me?⠀⠀
Postpartum anxiety completely took over one night. We were invited to a fun get together, but couldn’t attend (hello newborn nurser who refused a bottle 🤨). I knew it’d be super fun & I knew A.L.L our friends would be there. ⠀⠀
I knew better than to check Instagram and Facebook, but I did anyway 🤦♀️. My feeds were flooded with pics, everyone having a blast and then it hit me... “did anyone care? Did anyone notice I wasn’t there? How could they have soo much fun without me?”⠀⠀
Deep down I knew none of those things were true, but in that moment my mind went out of control and my anxiety went through the roof, sweaty palms, fast breathing, shivering, dry mouth, it was awful! ⠀⠀
Know that if you’re there, I get it, I’ve been there too & it sucks!! ⠀
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I’d love to say I overcame, I conquered, but the truth is...my anxiety won that night & I realize now it had to. ⠀
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That moment of sheer panic needed to happen, so God could work on my heart, to shake me, to realize what He had meant for me in this season was this beautiful large family. ⠀
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A baby who needed me to be present and snuggle and nourish his body. A hubby who needed me to be present and find my belonging in him. These were the things meant for me and if I hadn’t been so broken that night, I would have missed where I truly belonged ✨.⠀
📷: — Thankyou for your art & how it so perfectly captures where my heart is 😘⠀