I Love My Kids, But I Miss Me.

Dear Infinity,

I love my children more than anything in the world, but sometimes I miss… me. The woman I was before the late nights, the sticky fingers, the constant “Mom, Mom, Mom.” I feel guilty even writing this. I should be grateful. And I am. But I also feel invisible. Is it wrong to want a little piece of my old self back?

How do I balance being a good mother and still hold onto the parts of me that feel like they’ve disappeared?

— Mom, but Still Me

Dear Sweet Mama,

Let me start with this: wanting space for yourself doesn’t make you a bad mom — it makes you human. A whole woman existed before the title “mother” ever entered your life, and she’s still in there, quietly waiting for your attention.

You were never meant to disappear in your motherhood — you were meant to expand.

It’s not selfish to want time to breathe, dance, dream, or just be. It’s healthy. And when you nurture yourself, you’re teaching your kids something powerful: that women deserve care, too.

So take the walk, write the journal, blast your favorite song, even if it’s just for five minutes a day. You deserve to feel like you again.

Holding your hand in spirit,

Infinity

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What part of “you” have you been longing to reclaim?