Underneath it all there is a girl who still doubts herself at times.


Who worries if she’s doing a good job or if she’s a good mom.

Who worries about her kids.

Who looks in the mirror and changes outfits a dozen times.

Who cringes just a bit at the sugar cereals she buys every once in a while for her kids but still does because sometimes they just get so happy with that treat.

Who sometime hides behind the filters on instagram.

Who gets nervous meeting others for fear of what they’ll think.

Who is really really tired most time but will tell all those she meets that she’s just fine.

Who is lonely.

Who loves motherhood most days.

Who is afraid of sharing about the days where she messes up. Because she does.

Who dances with her kids to too loud of music but she doesn’t care.

Who likes her living room looking just so just in case anyone drops by.

Who straightens things behind the picture before she instagrams.

Who confessed that she doesn’t like the mess sometimes and straightens.

Who looks in the mirror and wonders about the girl staring back.

Who loves a good story and cries at commercials.

Who is a friend.

Who loves the power of dreams.

Who tries to not judge.

Who has the hardest time trusting others. Maybe because she’s been so hurt.

Who read everything about parenting. And still worries.

Who will sit up all night with her kids.

Who will fight for her kids.

Who understands the crying toddler in the back of Target.

Who believes in the power of sisterhood.

Who loves deeply.

Who is thankful for the gift of today.

Who wakes everyday with hope.

Who has been hurt.

Who has cried more tears than she can count

Who dares to love.

Who feels lost at times. 

But you might not see that if you saw me.

You might think that I had it all together and worry if I knew about everything underneath your exterior as well.

But chances are…

…it looks a great deal like mine.


7 Responses to “underneath”

  1. March 19, 2016

    Rachel Reply

    The cereal thing and the living room clean thing are so me!!! Thanks for making me feel like I’m not the only one!!! You speak how I feel – how sometimes I feel like I’m the only one doing it. You make me feel pretty normal!!! Thank You!!!

  2. March 20, 2016

    Phyllis A. Oller Reply

    We all as women feel this way,phyllis

  3. March 20, 2016

    ali @ an ordinary mom Reply

    And it looks a great deal like mine. Blessed to call you friend, Rachel.

  4. March 20, 2016

    Fox Reply

    Thankyou. Just so much thankyou. <3

  5. You are such an inspiration to moms everywhere! Keep up the awesome that is you! I love reading your posts, and I can relate to almost everything you listed above. Glad to know I’m not the only one who feels this way! <3

  6. April 10, 2016

    billie Reply

    every single day :( thank you

  7. July 4, 2016

    Laura Reply

    This. So very spot on. How is it you can hear what is in my very own heart? It brings me to tears, lady. In a good way. Ish. Thank you, for being my own voice, because I’m too afraid to publish publicly yet.

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