Motherhood in Comparisonville

My sweet firstborn girl never once slept through the night during her first year of life. Not one.single.time. Trust me, I was there. I lost more than a few nights of sleep to a screaming newborn and I cried more than a few prayers into the winter midnight the year she was born.

In my head it was easy to believe that no other mama was struggling the way that I was. It was easy to sit in the nursing mama's room at church and think that the other mama's rocking away had it all together.

I'm over at Christen Price's place today sharing the rest of the story. Come visit me and read the whole story!