There’s just so much no one talks about when it comes to preparing yourself to be a mom. Some of that is because we were designed to forget. We remember the good more than we remember the bad. It’s instinctual. It keeps us going and doing it all over again. It’s why everyone likes to say, “you’re going to miss it.” But they forget.
Read moreAnxiety is all about will – it’s the thing that happens to us when we believe that we can, and then we can’t, control the future.
Read moreBut here’s the truth: I am a lot smarter than I let on. And I am not saying that for an ego boost or to prove something to you. Those who know me personally probably characterize me as self-deprecating, possibly a little ditzy, so this comment probably seems uncharacteristic.
Read moreWho knew that my most pivotal parenting moments would happen from my knees instead of towering above the little people I’ve birthed? How humbling. And how reassuring. Everything I’ve been through, especially the really hard things, I will probably use to not only relate to others but to help others.
Read moreSome OBGYNs belittled my symptoms. They essentially tossed some anti-anxiety medication my way and said, “Hey, you’re a mother and all of these things are normal. Take this pill and let’s see if it helps take the edge off.” And, that’s just not right. We shouldn’t have to bear this alone or feel stupid and gross for having these symptoms, and we shouldn’t be belittled because we’re women and women just have to go through hard things…
So when we meet, we all show-up with the baggage of the days we’ve had. It’s clearly on our shoulders or in our disheveled hair or in the stains on our clothes and in the sores on our heels.
Instead of networking and taking time for myself, if I were the one to lose my job I’d become the craziest (albeit amazing) homemaker you’d ever seen!
And now, I just don’t know if I can ever go back to sleep, again. I don’t know if I ever want Jimmy to go to sleep, again. Life before the seizure is no longer. We have a new routine.
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