This was not the place I expected to be in my motherhood journey when I envisioned summer 2019. Yes, it threw me for a loop. Yes, it concerned me...it even made me cry a little.
I know some people are going to take issue with me naming Tre's feelings as anxiety. That's what it was folks...let's call it by name so we can deal with it, move through it and help him as he experiences it.
While Tre and I were deep in sleep, someone was doing something crazy right beyond our heads. Someone made a decision that could have severely injured many people and damaged a lot of expensive property. But God allowed us (me, Tre, the hubs and our neighbors) to be protected.
Consider this: Can moms be bullies to other moms when it comes to how we parent? I am not suggesting that mom-bullying happens the same way it does with kids in school; but what about gossip, name-calling, sarcasm, judgement, mom-shaming and just being outright rude and mean?
