Only four weeks after my husband lost his mum, he welcomed a daughter into the world.
“But how does it work? How do you love this one like your first?”
Remember that you are important, beautiful, and strong. You brought a child into the world. You can do this, one day at a time.
So right then, we cut my hair. In the bathroom, with an old pair of slightly dull, blue scissors, he cut off my ponytail.
Fear not, mammas. Use these tips to face the world fresh-faced, even though you only got 3 full hours of sleep last night.
I was grateful. For a hospital close enough to visit. For a friend, who breezed in bearing a bag of goodies. For listening to mother's instinct.
My depression didn't disappear just because I had kids. The depression still comes in waves. But my kids have given me a new set of eyes to see life with.
If there’s one thing my sweet boy has taught me, it’s that worst case scenarios happen, but best case ones do, too.
Dear New Mom, You were oblivious of me, watching you from across the room, as you wait for your husband get a haircut. In fact, you seemed oblivious to pretty much everything around you, except for the young infant on your lap.
I want to dive into the present and future with my son, not shy away from it because I am worried these are my glory days with him as a young mom.