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 moreI knew I wasn’t breathing. Holding my breath while knowing full well what the diagnosis was, but choosing not to believe it. I nodded anyway and stretched out my hand.
I grew up with three basic principals: eat your salad before your dinner, work hard every day, and always save your money. While these are very, very important principals, practicing self-care could have helped me better should anxiety in my adult life.
I heard a queue for my part of our meeting to start so I pulled out my laptop, shakily. I was having a hard time focusing, but I was determined not to let the panic win.
My ailments are symptoms. They are my body telling me something is “off”. It’s o.k. to FEEL them and not expect a quick fix. It’s hard to allow them to be felt and to allow them to pass through me. But now I am open about talking about them and I am open to trying all of the tools in my medical tool belt before I succumb to frustration or a tiny little pill.
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