The past few months has been tough...

I don't recognize the woman in the mirror. She seems like a complete stranger.

I fight to be happy and have basic human communication. I feel like I'm failing when I go to bed and realize I've barely spoken to my husband since he's been home from work. Have I even kissed him this week?

I feel so overwhelmed with my 2 under 2 I cry just as much as they do. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, playtime, naptime. Pumping every 3 hours. Bath time, storytime, bedtime. It's getting to be too much for 1 person.

My house is so messy and I can't get the motivation to get out of my recliner.

I haven't slept or had a full/hot meal in months.

Nobody even notices my struggle.

I have talked to my husband about how I feel and he just says it'll get better soon...