As a mother, I have never ever struggled with getting a shower in or eating food. Not because of motherhood, anyway.
You see, before mammahood came and blessed me, I realized my dire need for practicing the art of self care.
And it is an art!
I was realizing a pattern of depression and also panic attacks and I began to realize that when the care of me began to slip, I began to experience both of these things.
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