I was sipping my coffee, listening to my husband as he was excitedly telling me the next steps I would need to take to finally get a long-standing project of mine off the ground.

“But I don’t know how to do that”, I said as I rolled my eyes.

“What am I doing?”

“Who am I?”

“Is this even my purpose anymore?”

“What am I doing?”

“Who am I?”

“Is this even my purpose anymore?”

I’m sitting in my rocking chair, holding my 4-week old baby as I gently rock her to sleep. My older daughter is at preschool for the day. This moment right here feels like bliss. It’s peaceful and quiet. But it doesn’t last long, as my mind starts to go into overdrive. 

“Wow. I can’t believe I just did that!” - Those were the first thoughts running through my head as I had just given birth to my second daughter. Alongside the thoughts of, “Thank God it’s over!”.