About Kelly Gawitt

Founder of Resurrecting Motherhood™

If motherhood feels harder than it should, if it has taken some scary turns, revealing a dark side—you’re not bad, or crazy. And you're definitely not alone.

I’m a middle-aged woman from central Connecticut. I'm a wife, mother of three (now young adults), author of Resurrecting Motherhood, and a woman who has absolutely lost it at times. Sometimes for long, heavy seasons when I could not see the way out. But God! He rebuilt me from the inside out.

Now I have taken my lived experience and help other Christian moms who love their families fiercely but feel like they’re drowning in anger, resentment, and shame. I help moms who feel frustrated and confused, who are afraid of passing their pain on to their kids, to find healing, self‑control, and a build a new family legacy instead. 

Yes, it's possible. I'm living proof. 

I think we both know that motherhood isn’t for cowards.

But do you know that you don't have to white‑knuckle it alone? 

The Home I Grew Up In

I’m the youngest of five kids. Home was… a lot.

On the outside, we looked like a typical family. A mom and dad, a bunch of kids, a dog, a nice house in a nice neighborhood. Typical.

On the inside though, it was scary and unpredictable. The grown‑ups I depended on were busy, distracted, overwhelmed, and often emotionally unsafe.

I learned to:

• Walk on eggshells
• Hide what I really felt
• Take care of everyone else and ignore my own heart

I didn’t have words like “trauma,” “nervous system,” or “emotional safety” back then. I just knew my stomach hurt all the time, I felt small and scared, and I promised myself my kids would never feel the way I did.

Fast‑forward a couple of decades… and well, life had other plans.

Fast Forward: The Day I Kicked a Hole in the Wall

When I became a mom, I was thrilled. Babies to love. Hands to hold. Adventures to share. I pictured a home full of laughter and Jesus and warm family dinners.

Five years into being a full‑time stay‑at‑home mom, reality looked like:

• Three little kids pulling on me from the moment my eyes opened
• A husband I loved, but felt deeply resentful toward
• Decision fatigue, no breaks, no paycheck, no appreciation
• A simmering anger I did not recognize in myself

I kept asking, “Why am I so angry? What’s wrong with me?”

One day, under the weight of all that pressure, rage, and exhaustion, I snapped—and I kicked a hole in the wall.

I still remember looking at that hole thinking, “What have I become?”

That moment was my wake‑up call. Something had to change, and it wasn’t just my kids’ behavior or my husband’s habits. It was me. It was what I was carrying. It was the unhealed places from my past bleeding into my present.

The Marriage That Almost Broke Me (and What God Said)

My marriage was another place where old wounds showed up loud.

There was the Valentine’s weekend marriage conference—at church—where my husband simply didn’t come back for day two. I can't share the full story here but instead of joining me at the conference a bit late, he went skiing instead, and I was left there all day alone, embarrassed, and skipping the couples’ luncheon because I had no couple.

I felt so unloved. Every old story of “You’re not worth choosing” came roaring back at me, loud and on repeat, relentlessly.

A few weeks later, in the middle of my anger and self‑pity, Jesus revealed himself to me in a vision. He was hanging on the cross, bloody, beaten, and dying. He looked at me, and he whispered something that stopped me in my tracks:

“Would you be Me to Doug?"

Meaing, 'Kelly, would you forgive him?'

You can imagine my response. I was shook to the core. That was the last thing I wanted to do.

Forgiveness felt like betraying myself. Like saying it didn’t matter. But slowly, painfully, I said yes. Not to pretend it never happened—but to let God deal with my husband while I learned to take responsibility for my own heart.

Over time (we’re talking months and years, not days), God resurrected a marriage that was on life support. My husband did not suddenly become a perfect man, but because I allowed myself to change, learn new skills, and grow. I stopped playing the martyr, stopped playing the victim, and started letting God heal me.

What God Began to Resurrect

As I have walked this healing journey for over 20+ years, God had led me through:

• Confronting my own brokenness, anger, and “I’m losing it” moments
• Naming and healing from the patterns I grew up with—so they didn’t run my home
• Resurrecting a brittle marriage and learning real forgiveness and boundaries
• Raising a family with vision and intention instead of chaos and survival
• Partnering with Him to build a new legacy for my kids and (one day) my grandkids

The first time I watched my kids—now young adults—handle conflict and relationships differently than I ever had, I cried. Seriously. I cried. Because I realized:

“The problems I chose to confront are transforming my whole family.
God is answering my cries.”

That’s when I knew this wasn’t just about me. Other moms needed this, too.

Why I Created Resurrecting Motherhood

I wrote Resurrecting Motherhood: How to Conquer Your Past So Your Children Won’t Have To and built my course and resources because I couldn’t find what I needed when I was in the thick of it.

Most of what I saw was either:

• Shallow Christian fluff—“just be more grateful and patient”
• Or parenting tips that didn’t touch the real issue: my unhealed heart and fried nervous system

Resurrecting Motherhood exists to give you:

• Language for what you’re actually feeling and fighting
• Tools to calm your body and emotions in the middle of real‑life chaos
• A faith‑anchored path to confront your past and build a new legacy
• Support from someone who’s been there, not someone talking at you from a pedestal

What I Believe About You

Here’s what I know about you, even if we’ve never met:

• You love your family fiercely.
• You’re harder on yourself than anyone else is.
• You’re scared of repeating what you grew up with—and you’re more aware of it than your mom ever was.
• You are not a bad mom. You’re just a mom carrying too much alone, without the support and tools you need.

I believe:

• Your husband isn’t the enemy (even when he feels like it)
• Your kids aren’t the problem (even when they’re off the walls)
• You are not broken beyond repair (even on your worst day)
• Your story and your home can be resurrected

And I believe God entrusted these kids to you on purpose, knowing your whole story.

How We Can Walk This Out Together

Right now, there are a few main ways I come alongside you:

• 5 Quick Wins to Calm the Chaos – a free PDF to help you de‑escalate anger and anxiety in under 5 minutes
• The Book - Resurrecting Motherhood: How to Conquer Your Past So Your Children Won't Have to
• Resurrecting Motherhood: The Course – a 4‑section, 16‑lesson journey to heal your heart, strengthen your marriage, and reshape your family culture
• 1:1 Coaching – private, faith‑based, tough‑love‑with‑compassion support for moms ready to go deeper

The bottom line is as much as you feel overwhelmed, you do have options. You don’t have to stay stuck or keep asking yourself, “What’s wrong with me?”
Instead, you can learn what’s actually going on, heal what needs healing, and lead your family from a place of strength and peace.

Ready for your own resurrection story?