Since becoming a mother roughly 6 years, 6 months and 19 days ago I have heard the phrase “it takes a village ” more than a few times. And honestly, I’ve always thought the phrase to be kind of strange.
For a girl who has moved roughly fifteen times in her life, lacking deeply planted roots or a village that signifies a safe space to call “home,” the notion that it takes a village to raise a family seems foreign to me – it’s not what I know.
My own journey through marriage and motherhood has been rich with change and transition. Over the past seven years there have been five moves, five pregnancies, four babies, six vehicles, eleven jobs, countless businesses and both sets of parents splitting up.