Sometimes inspiration comes when you're on your knees in prayer; sometimes it comes as a whisper to your soul, from scripture, or from the words of a kind friend. Other times it flows from the tip of a pen onto a piece of a paper. That was how it came to me just a couple of weeks ago. As I sat up on a Sunday night planning my personal calendar and my meal plan calendar for the upcoming week, a simple sentence entered my mind and flowed out onto my paper as flowingly as anything could possibly flow: I am not a victim of motherhood. That was it. There was nothing overtly flashy about that piece of inspiration. However, I had been entertaining thoughts lately about how I want to focus more on 'Rachael as a mother'--to develop that part of me- for the benefit of my children and myself. I have spent the last couple of years fighting to figure out how to just survive and take care of my mental and physical health and well being. I needed to figure out how to heal my bo