Some days, I have the energy to be the fun mom—the one who plays, bakes cookies, and builds forts in the living room.
Other days, Crohn’s wins.
💔 I have to say “not today” when my kids ask me to play outside.
💔 I rely on easy meals when I wish I had energy to cook.
💔 I fight guilt, wondering if my kids deserve better.
But then, I see them.
💜 The way they check on me when I’m sick.
💜 The way they understand that love isn’t about what I do, but who I am.
💜 The way they still crawl into my arms, no matter how exhausted I am.
Crohn’s may limit me, but it will never stop me from being their mom.
And that? That’s what really matters.
To all the parents with chronic illnesses—you are doing your best, and that is enough.
Stay Strong.
My Crohnstipated Life 
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