I feel like there is a part of motherhood that doesn’t get discussed. The darkness. The kind of darkness that rips you to your core. When the needs, fetching, and rushing collide and you fall into a puddle on the ground. The darkness that leads to isolation yet connects you to every.single.mother.out there. It’s my reality. Not today, nope… but there are days. The days you take a moment to let it all spin in circles and allow it slowly subside. The days you step into the shower — alone — to wash it all away only to find it filled with barbies, and “guys” collected from the beginning of time. And there you are — bare and bursting into laughter. The darkness has subsided and you move along. I know how lucky I am and there is absolutely so much to be joyful for. I just didn’t know one could experience such a rollercoaster dictated by two tiny beings. I also know how honesty unites us. So here I am - in all my honesty.