My Crohnstipated Life

For a long time, I thought a “good mom” was one who was always doing something. Cooking, cleaning, playing, running errands—if I wasn’t moving, I wasn’t doing enough.

Then Crohn’s came along and forced me to slow down. And with it? Came guilt.

💭 I should be outside playing with them.
💭 I should be making a homemade dinner, not ordering takeout.
💭 I should be able to do more.

But one day, I realized something: Resting is not failing.

I stopped feeling guilty when I saw my kids crawl into bed with me on a flare day, content just to be with me.
I stopped feeling guilty when I noticed how resilient and independent they were becoming.
I stopped feeling guilty when I accepted that taking care of myself makes me a better mom in the long run.

If you’re struggling with the guilt of resting—let it go. You are doing enough. You are enough.

Stay Strong!