Hers and mine. Mostly mine.

Sometimes, I feel I cannot have a bad week as a mother. Or even a bad day.

Why so much pressure? Is it from others or… from me? Me, I reckon.

This is not a drill. This is motherhood. This is life.

Reminder to be kind to myself and give myself grace, especially on days where I feel like keeping Liv alive is the only thing I can do.