![]() Running that business took time away from my kids, from my husband, and even from my true passion, which is writing books. Six years later, I’m still learning that every yes I say to someone or something is a no to someone or something else. I was soon simultaneously raising a family, caregiving, blogging, and accidentally attempting to run my own T-shirt business. I eventually quit my position as an executive director, only to end up trying to prove once again that I could do it all. My pride and jealousy of other people with thriving careers competed with my sense of contentment and gratitude, and I continued to strive for something better than what I already had. ![]() I wish I could tell you that in that difficult stage of diapers and spit-up, I realized it was enough for me to just be her mom, but I didn’t. ![]() I wish I could tell you I realized both quality and quantity time with my tiny daughter was what I really wanted and valued most in that moment. I wish I could tell you that when I missed that early milestone, I immediately realized that working from home with a newborn wasn’t worth it to me. ![]() ![]() My mother-in-law was watching her downstairs in our living room while I worked upstairs, futilely trying to run a nonprofit from my home office right after giving birth to my first child. My precious baby was in good hands, of course. I’ll never forget the day I missed my oldest daughter rolling over for the first time. ![]()
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