<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Cristinashubin.com]]></title><description><![CDATA[Nurturing Mothers Through Gentle Support]]></description><link>https://www.cristinashubin.com/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2026 01:15:58 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.cristinashubin.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Ending Generational Trauma: Choosing Peace for My Children]]></title><description><![CDATA[It’s cold and rainy today. The kind of day that gives you a slight headache and makes everything feel heavier. We were supposed to host our mom group this morning, but the rain changed our plans. So here I am — sitting in the quiet, reflecting. Lately, I’ve been realizing more and more how deeply our childhood shapes our daily lives. And if we do not look at it honestly… we risk passing that pain onto our own children. There’s a saying that goes: “If you don’t attend to your own demons, they...]]></description><link>https://www.cristinashubin.com/post/ending-generational-trauma-choosing-peace-for-my-children</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69976766ae3ed328323679b1</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2026 19:59:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/c53ab2_4033363b53b644ecabb274197a080530~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_576,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Cristina Shubin</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[When Motherhood Feels Overwhelming — And Finding Help Changes Everything]]></title><description><![CDATA[️ When It’s Cold Outside — And Cold Inside 2/16/2026 Yesterday I was tired. Frustrated. Cold — above all, cold. It’s been super rainy here on our farm in California. Rain for days. Mud everywhere. Wet clothes piling up faster than I can wash them. We went to the park in the morning, but after about an hour the rain started and we had to leave. And when you have an 8-month-old and a toddler, being inside all day can feel like emotional survival mode. The truth? I’m struggling with...]]></description><link>https://www.cristinashubin.com/post/overwhelmed-motherhood-finding-help</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6994de3848e1ffd8ef779b43</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2026 21:38:43 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/c53ab2_47d66e552b6d4fc7b167353d72ee5662~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Cristina Shubin</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[‍♀️ 8 Months Postpartum: The Yoga Class I Didn’t Plan]]></title><description><![CDATA[2/15/2026 – 12:12 PM Today I hit a milestone. I went to a yoga class for the first time since having my second baby. Eight months postpartum… and I finally went. And wow. I feel so proud of myself. It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t graceful. It definitely wasn’t calm. Johnny and I had gotten into a huge argument that morning. Voices raised. Door slammed. Oatmeal half-made. The kids playing in the playroom while we loudly debated life and frustration. At one point I said, “Where are your keys?” “I...]]></description><link>https://www.cristinashubin.com/post/8-months-postpartum-the-yoga-class-i-didn-t-plan</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69922d6a6afbe985b7a0d012</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2026 20:49:46 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/c53ab2_275257281c2f41c38f569a18aea94af0~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Cristina Shubin</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[When Valentine’s Day Triggers Old Wounds in Marriage]]></title><description><![CDATA[Good morning, my friend. Happy Valentine’s Day  The past few days stirred something deep inside of me. Holidays have a way of doing that — especially when you carry childhood wounds. When Expectations Aren’t Really About the Flowers Last night my husband went to the store. I asked for Valentine’s chocolate and flowers. He came home with groceries, a beautiful chocolate box… and small flowers. And I got upset. Not because of the flowers. But because somewhere inside of me, I was that little...]]></description><link>https://www.cristinashubin.com/post/when-valentine-s-day-triggers-old-wounds-in-marriage</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6990ea749f4f0b75dffeedf0</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2026 21:36:19 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/c53ab2_d3842d1fd4b748f28f36f85b60b641d8~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Cristina Shubin</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[When Motherhood Feels Heavy: A Real Night in Our Home]]></title><description><![CDATA[The sacred, messy, exhausting beauty of being needed. Hi, hello. Welcome back sister and friend  I’m so grateful you’re here. I pray this finds you well. I am well too — just in the middle of it all. The dishes still need to be done. The laundry is waiting to be folded. My baby is finally sleeping. My toddler is watching a show in his room — and I can see him from where I’m sitting on the living room couch. This is motherhood. Last Night Was Hard Last night, I had a hard time calming...]]></description><link>https://www.cristinashubin.com/post/when-motherhood-feels-heavy-a-real-night-in-our-home</link><guid isPermaLink="false">698ce4475ce248ef4489a774</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2026 20:21:12 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Cristina Shubin</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Where Is My Village?]]></title><description><![CDATA[February 10, 2026 Hi, my name is Cristina. I am a stay-at-home mom to two beautiful boys whom I love more than anything. I am deeply grateful that God sent me the right husband to build this family with. I love my husband, my children, and my life. And still… this season has been really hard. Loving your life doesn’t mean it isn’t exhausting. It doesn’t mean you aren’t struggling. And it definitely doesn’t mean you don’t need help. Motherhood Without a Village Most of my family doesn’t live...]]></description><link>https://www.cristinashubin.com/post/where-is-my-village</link><guid isPermaLink="false">698ce2e3d558b030957cc2c6</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2026 20:18:16 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Cristina Shubin</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Tea, Chocolate, and the Life I’m Building]]></title><description><![CDATA[February 8, 2026 — 4:57 p.m. Johnny took John John to the grocery store this afternoon to pick up a few essentials we’re running low on—meat, milk, bread, butter… and of course, chocolate. For me.  There’s something I deeply love about this quiet moment. A big cup of tea, a little milk chocolate, my computer open, and my thoughts flowing freely. These simple moments feel sacred to me. As I write this, I feel something deep in my bones: this blog is going to inspire people. Not because I’m...]]></description><link>https://www.cristinashubin.com/post/tea-chocolate-and-the-life-i-m-building</link><guid isPermaLink="false">698ce26231ffa9c2435fcb5d</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2026 20:11:49 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Cristina Shubin</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Becoming the Writer I Was Always Meant to Be]]></title><description><![CDATA[February 8, 2026 — 7:07 a.m. I woke up early this morning. The kids are still sleeping. Johnny is still asleep too. The house is quiet, and for the first time in a long time, I have a moment to write. I still can’t believe that I’m writing books now. A childhood dream—fulfilled at 34 years old. Yay. I feel ecstatic, filled with joy and gratitude. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, God. God is so good. I feel the Holy Spirit guiding me through this beautiful transition in my life, and I can feel...]]></description><link>https://www.cristinashubin.com/post/becoming-the-writer-i-was-always-meant-to-be</link><guid isPermaLink="false">698c1c963faa9e439bf0692f</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2026 06:28:49 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/c53ab2_dfca23ef984240258f44bbc3ff908c9f~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Cristina Shubin</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>