My peace comes first. Always.

 My peace comes first. Always.

As a mom, if protecting my peace means saying no, cutting someone off, or doing things differently than you would, so be it.

I am the one raising these babies. I am the one they look to for comfort, love, and safety. And I can’t do that if I’m constantly drained, stressed, or trying to please everyone else.

Every decision I’ve made, every boundary I’ve set, has been to protect my peace.
Because a peaceful mom is a present mom. A healthy mom. A powerful mom.

So if someone has a problem with how I run my household, that sounds like a them problem.

I’m over here choosing peace. And my kids are thriving because of it. 

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