There’s been a lot of talk about “glimmers” recently… you know, those little moments throughout the day that make you feel joy, happiness, peace or gratitude. When I first learned about glimmers, I was in the pits of postpartum depression (learn more about that here) and so I was in literal survival mode every […]
When they say it takes a village, well, it certainly does. I often think about how fortunate we are to have so many people. Our people are amazing. And quite honestly, I’m not sure where we would be without them. Part of our village, a big part I should clarify, is a group of
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Seasonal depression hit hard and early this past winter. Typically it starts after Christmas, so I was caught off guard at its early arrival. I usually start planning something to look forward to when the seasonal depression hits so that I can have some kind of happiness to look forward to. We already had
This morning, I read about another mom of young children taking her own life. I sat for a half hour and looked all of the tributes, the paragraphs of sadness, the pictures, this woman’s face, her smile. Nobody could understand. She was so happy, so bright, so loved. She had beautiful children and a wonderful
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Today was an anxiety day. While I have my anxiety under control most of the time, there are some days where I am quite literally drowning in anxiety ocean. Today I was drowning. You know… tight chest, difficulty regulating my breathing, intrusive and racing thoughts, feeling like vomiting, etc. Prior to having children, I could
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Today I heard “you kids don’t know how lucky you are” and I couldn’t help but think that I’m the lucky one. How lucky am I to have these kids that thrive being outside, finding new adventures? How lucky am I to have a husband that is always ready to pack us up and
Changing my perspective. Read More »
My second son was about 4 weeks old. My first son was 15 months old. My husband had been back to work for 2 weeks and I was home on maternity leave. We had just put the kids to bed. I melted into the couch and bawled my eyes out. My husband gave me a
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