In the last few years I have struggled with a bit of anxiety. Since the birth of my last baby (#4), it has amplified significantly. I don’t like to share these struggles with too many people… and I say that as I write this on a public social media post. I know, the irony is not lost on me. I also know that admitting this does not make me weak, or broken. In fact, while I am a person who doesn’t like to admit weakness, my struggles make me very normal. I don’t know statistics and facts about the subject, though I bet with a quick google search I could…