I’m so glad you’re here!
I’m Bethany Adkins, and I’m grateful you found your way to my corner of the internet.
I’m Bethany Adkins, and I’m grateful you found your way to my corner of the internet.
As a parent, one of my biggest fears has been that I would raise my kids in such a way that they don't want to open up to me and talk. It's so easy shut our kids down with one-word answers, or "because I said so's" when the questions feel like they will never end, and they always seem to be asked at the worst times! But my fear has left me with an ongoing conviction: The responses I give to the little questions will determine whether or not my kids feel comfortable asking me the big ones. I wanted to create a tool that would help me encourage my kids to ask their questions because I want them to know that they matter to me, and their questions matter too. That's why I created the My Why Journal.
You took a picture today, and it still wasn't Pinterest worthy. It didn't have the chalk board or anything else that the other moms so beautifully have, but you know now that none of that matters.
What matters is that you were there. You soaked it in. Your child went off to school knowing he was loved and that he would find a quickly scribbled but meaningful little note in his lunch box. You're doing okay, and you'll be just fine.
Do you ever feel like you’re just going through the motions? Have you ever felt like no matter how hard you push yourself, there’s still a restlessness that you can’t tame? Do you ever feel like you’ve done all the right things that you were “supposed to do,” you checked off all of the boxes set out for you, yet it still feels like something’s missing?
If you’ve ever felt like any of the above, we want to let you know you’re not alone.
I hated going to work. Loathed. I was miserable. Everyone told me over and over, “Working is just a part of life, you have to get used to it.” But they weren’t getting it. This couldn’t possibly be my life for the next 40+ years. I was unsettled.
I was confused, and I felt guilty.