Here’s what my day looks like lately. I wake up around 7:30am exhausted because I don’t sleep well at night because I’m 8 months pregnant and I have to pee every hour and I have heartburn and a head cold and I’m just overall pretty uncomfortable. I have crazy pregnancy dreams and I’m always runningContinue reading “The Paralyzing Problem of Free Time”
Tag Archives: maternal mental health
The Important Thing
I’m going to be honest when I say sometimes I look forward to Monday more than I do the weekend. It wasn’t always this way. Although, now that I think about it, sometimes even pre-mom me felt like this, because at least there was routine. There was structure. I knew what was coming and thereContinue reading “The Important Thing”
Confessions from Pre-Mom Me
I can picture her, pre-mom me. I am sitting on my couch, scrolling through instagram stories, and I see reel after reel, picture after picture of my friends’ babies. Babies learning to walk. Kids blowing out birthday candles. Posts about potty training. Pre-mom me rolls her eyes. A friend posts a quote about how challengingContinue reading “Confessions from Pre-Mom Me”
Smooth Sailing?
After practically a lifelong battle with anxiety, the last several years have been a really lovely hiatus from fear. I think mostly because I finally gave medication a try and although it wasn’t an easy decision nor an easy adjustment (re: side effects), I do think it’s worked wonders on my overall anxiety. I amContinue reading “Smooth Sailing?”
The Last Time You Were You
I remember the searing pain radiating throughout my lower abdomen and towards my back as the contractions intensified and I remember thinking, “isn’t there supposed to be a break coming up?” The contraction felt never-ending. Agonizing. Where was the anesthesiologist with the drugs? I cannot tell you how much time passed, but it was longContinue reading “The Last Time You Were You”
Like Everyone Else
It was exactly what I needed to hear in the moment. It had been a rough morning and I was questioning myself and my capabilities as a mom, wondering what was wrong with me because I didn’t feel the motherhood bliss I was supposed to be feeling. To be fair, there’s a whole spectrum whenContinue reading “Like Everyone Else”
The Hope Antidote 