Today I’m 38. 🥹 The older I get, the less I believe happiness comes from chasing comfort. One of the biggest things life has taught me is that sacrifice isn’t a bad thing. It’s choosing to give up something of comfort now for something so much greater in the future. I’ve learned that most things worth having never come easily. Marriage takes work. Parenthood takes sacrifice. Dreams take discipline. Growth takes discomfort. 10 years into motherhood, I can honestly say every sleepless night, every stretch mark, every changed plan, every season that asked more of me than I thought I had to give has been worth it. There were things I put on pause. Parts of myself that changed. Seasons that demanded everything I had, and somehow I came out with even more than I gave. When you’re in the thick of it, it’s hard to see the bigger picture. The exhaustion feels endless and sacrifices feel heavy. Then one day you realize this season of pouring everything into your little ones is only a fract...