I don't want to ever hear you say you're not made for this.

Those kids and being their mom.

Those made-by-you love nuggets were made FOR you and you for them which makes you

absolutely,

undoubtedly,

unequivocally

made for this.

This crazy life.

This adventure.

This tantrum.

This argument.

This challenge.

This mountain.

This climb.

This recovery.

This lesson.

Tell that unhelpful self-doubt to take a hike, and don't you dare pay any attention to where the hell it goes.

It's not coming back to find you.

It can't.

It won't.

Do you want to know why?

Well, because you won't be in the same place you were when it left you.

Heck no.

You are moving forward toward a more

enlightened,

self-accepting,

self-trusting,

and

humbly assured

version of yourself.

And, where she is headed, only she knows.

Well, her and those three she was made for raising.

Those stage-5 clingers never give that woman any space.