Something had to change. At this point, I knew that my girls were not returning back to school any time soon and my new facial business that I had JUST opened in January was going to remain closed for an undetermined amount of time. Once again, I felt lost and defeated.
“You wouldn’t know, you’re not a mother.” My friend was right. She was a mom in the depths of toddler hell and I was childless. What you don’t know is, I had suffered a miscarriage less than 6 months prior and was actively trying to get pregnant again – I wanted to be a motherContinue reading “My Recovery Rock Bottom – Part 3”
This is 1 of a 5 part series. Some have been password protected. I was moving up the ranks in my drinking career when my besties started having babies. While they navigated through raising little humans, I was raising hell on my path of self-destruction. When they complained about the woes of motherhood and nursingContinue reading “My Recovery Rock Bottom -Part 2”