The day I Became Two Mothers in One Body

I didn’t become a different woman when I had kids. But I did become a woman with two hearts.

One that beats to the rhythm of a child who thrives in routine, clear logic, and loud laughs.

And one that dances to the quiet chaos of stims, meltdowns, and moments of piercing silence.

No book, no podcast, no doctor could prepare me for what it meant to be split in two parent with one hand reaching for calm, while the other holds on through storms.

This blog is born from that tension. From love, confusion, growth, and fatigue.

I write for the mother who is scared of losing herself.

I write for the father who doesn’t know how to support without taking space.

I write for anyone who’s ever whispered, “I don’t know if I’m doing this right.”

You’re not alone.

You’re not broken.

You’re **NeuroTender**.

Raising hearts on a different rythmns