This black mother here is burned TF out. I’m a woman that wears many hats, while maintaining many jobs. I try to figure out multiple ways of income to make sure nothing tumbles. I work a full-time job, manage a household, raising a toddler that means the world to me, all while still trying to keep myself together. This mother here is not afraid to voice that she is burned out, exhausted, and out of it. Honestly, I didn’t expect my time of motherhood to feel like I’m doing it all alone. Don’t get me wrong, I have a beautiful and supportive village and a caring father to my son, but still feel lonely. My faith is still strong in God that he’ll bring me out this funk I’m in. I’ll admit that even though I consider myself strong, I’ve been feeling defeated. There are times I catch myself crying without warning because of the exhaustion it takes to keep up a strong image for everyone, like I got it together. Motherhood is not for the weak. I repeat, “MOTHERHOOD IS NOT FOR THE WEAK!!” I come from a line of strong mothers, that has had a tougher upbringing then myself, generation after generations. Although, each woman was created in the generation God knew they could handle and succeeded, so I’m trying oy bite the bullet and do the same. WHY? Because I know God wouldn’t put more on me than I can bare, and his timing is never wrong. Therefore, I know I will succeed with this task that he has blessed upon me. But, until then “Lord Give Me Strength!” Lol.
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