I am not what you see before you. (May be triggering. Content has to do with eating disorders.)

It hasn’t been easy writing this, because I’ve wanted to be sure that I make clear how loving and wonderful my husband is, while also disclosing the extent to which he struggled as a new dad.

It’s evening, and I can hear the boys shouting at each other from the other room as I'm doing the dishes, and I try to focus on the lollipop in my mouth.