It's a heavy, heavy time. Russia is invading Ukraine. There is an unrelenting assault on trans rights in Texas. We're about to enter year 3 of this pandemic.
I've been struggling with wanting to do more - more activism, more fundraising, more supporting communities outside of my own.
I've also been struggling with what to say about it all. The unfairness. The complete heartbreak. The seething anger at those who intentionally bring suffering to others.
I've gone outside. Played games with my kids. Sat in silence. Called friends.
I've let the grief take up residence and noticed how the guilt flows in and out like waves.
And I keep coming back to a lesson I've already learned a thousand times:
We are doing incredibly important work.
We are raising good human beings. Our children are learning how to care about each other, the world we live in, and the planet we inhabit.
Each time we kiss our babies, let our toddlers experience their full range of emotions, and help our school-age children thoughtfully resolve conflicts we are creating a better world.
Most days this work feels completely invisible, unappreciated, and hard.
It is so important. It is so valuable. It is activism.
So while we mourn and rage and sit with the incredible weight of the world, please remember that what you are doing is essential.
It is the most important work in the world.
Thoughts on pregnancy, birth and motherhood.