When hiding in the bathroom becomes self-care

Hi there Reader,

Parenting is hard AF sometimes ( in certain seasons, it can feel like all the time. Literally, every minute).

The sleepless nights or the toddler meltdowns or the way their shoes are filled with sand even when you’ve been nowhere near a beach or playground are all part of it.

But it’s the bigger stuff that really takes its toll… Lying awake wondering if you're screwing them up. The ever-present guilt (even on the good days. Sometimes I’m not even sure what I feel guilty about. It might be that Catholic upbringing). The moments when you lose your patience and then spend the rest of the day replaying it in your head.

The way society tells us motherhood should feel natural and joyful and fulfilling... and then we're over here googling "is it normal to hide in the bathroom just to have thirty seconds alone?"

(It is, by the way. We've all been there.)

Yesterday, I watched my eight-year-old navigate a friendship conflict at the beach. My heart was breaking for him. I could see and so wholeheartedly feel his frustration bubbling up. I knew he was about to yell.

I felt that familiar mama urge to fix it. To intervene before he blew up. To make it easier, to somehow shield him from all the hard parts of growing up. And to prevent my own embarrassment of having a kid that struggles when he doesn’t get his own way (ugh, I hate this part of myself).

But I can't fix it. And certainly he doesn't need me to.

What he needs—what we all need—are tools. Ways to stay centered when life feels chaotic. Practices that help us respond instead of react. Gentle reminders we’re doing better than we think.

These tools exist. The practices work. The support is available. .

But sometimes they feel out of reach.

So, I’m planning something for next week. Something that makes the resources for peaceful, intentional motherhood more accessible. Something that acknowledges that we're all figuring this out as we go, and that's okay.

Something that says: parenting is hard AF sometimes, and you deserve support.

I’ll have more details coming soon. But for now, I just wanted you to know—if today was one of those hard AF days, you're not alone in it.

Better days are coming.

Yours in the mess of it all,

P.S. Seriously, if you hid in the bathroom today for a moment of peace, you're in good company. Sometimes self-care looks like locking a door and taking three deep breaths. And that's enough.

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Hi! I'm Jess at Raising Slow

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