Category Archives: PPD

Closure…tied up

Why did you do this? Why didn’t your husband do this? He’s weak! He’s selfish! He’s afraid! He doesn’t support you! No.  Wrong.  Ultimately the decision to have my tubes “tied” this past week (although this is far from what happens and if that is what truly happened it would have been much more pleasant)…

My New Normal

When we were kids the cupboards were white, walls covered in wallpaper, and the phone was attached to the wall. I would slide into the closet to talk on the phone with my friends, silently closing the door behind me trying my best to not let the click of the door be heard because, “anything…

The Face of PPD

There was a quiet in the room, one that deafened me each time I rocked her. I would shake my leg out of anxiety, rock back and forth, and pray for sleep to come so that I could place her down and walk away. Motherhood did not come easily. She was safe in her crib,…

The Author is You

I’m in a good place right now. I had a lot of support and encouragement when I was at my worst. But, I will never forget the pain of PPD and Bipolar, the confusion brought on by suicidal ideation, the release you feel when you make a plan, the sadness and loneliness of depression, or…

Why It IS Okay to Share Online

Recently I have seen several posts on social media questioning parents and their ease with sharing their children’s pictures and stories. They suggest that we are too free with their lives and perhaps our children will grow up resenting us. Resenting the potty photo? What?! The whole thing is baffling me. I share my daughter’s…

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181 Days

6 months ago I laid in a hospital bed while a dr. told me I’d lost the baby I’d been so happy to be growing. All I could think was I’d lost it because I was such a terrible mother for the first two years of my daughter’s life and I didn’t deserve another shot….

Celebrating Milestones: Win a Printable Party Pack from Magic Imprints

My daughter turned three on the weekend. I am overjoyed. This is a big deal for me because when I was in the throws of Postpartum every birthday; every milestone, felt like an ending. I dreaded her first steps, prayed she stay a baby longer instead of saying her first word, and cried when she…

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Great Expectations

What on EARTH would make someone want another baby? I was baffled and could feel tears stinging my eyes for the second time that day, there was NO WAY I was ever doing this again! I looked at my husband and told him with purpose “NO MORE BABIES!” He looked down, took my hand, and…

Cracked Nipples? Yes Please!

Shortly after having my daughter, and being diagnosed with PPD, I remember staring at my busy baby and wondering how anyone ever got to the point of wanting more children. I couldn’t imagine someone wanting to go through sleepless nights, explosive diapers, or sore nipples a second time. And I couldn’t imagine going through PPD…

Category Archives: PPD

Closure…tied up

Why did you do this? Why didn’t your husband do this? He’s weak! He’s selfish! He’s afraid! He doesn’t support you! No.  Wrong.  Ultimately the decision to have my tubes “tied” this past week (although this is far from what happens and if that is what truly happened it would have been much more pleasant)…

My New Normal

When we were kids the cupboards were white, walls covered in wallpaper, and the phone was attached to the wall. I would slide into the closet to talk on the phone with my friends, silently closing the door behind me trying my best to not let the click of the door be heard because, “anything…

The Face of PPD

There was a quiet in the room, one that deafened me each time I rocked her. I would shake my leg out of anxiety, rock back and forth, and pray for sleep to come so that I could place her down and walk away. Motherhood did not come easily. She was safe in her crib,…

The Author is You

I’m in a good place right now. I had a lot of support and encouragement when I was at my worst. But, I will never forget the pain of PPD and Bipolar, the confusion brought on by suicidal ideation, the release you feel when you make a plan, the sadness and loneliness of depression, or…

Why It IS Okay to Share Online

Recently I have seen several posts on social media questioning parents and their ease with sharing their children’s pictures and stories. They suggest that we are too free with their lives and perhaps our children will grow up resenting us. Resenting the potty photo? What?! The whole thing is baffling me. I share my daughter’s…

Pin It

181 Days

6 months ago I laid in a hospital bed while a dr. told me I’d lost the baby I’d been so happy to be growing. All I could think was I’d lost it because I was such a terrible mother for the first two years of my daughter’s life and I didn’t deserve another shot….

Celebrating Milestones: Win a Printable Party Pack from Magic Imprints

My daughter turned three on the weekend. I am overjoyed. This is a big deal for me because when I was in the throws of Postpartum every birthday; every milestone, felt like an ending. I dreaded her first steps, prayed she stay a baby longer instead of saying her first word, and cried when she…

Pin It

Great Expectations

What on EARTH would make someone want another baby? I was baffled and could feel tears stinging my eyes for the second time that day, there was NO WAY I was ever doing this again! I looked at my husband and told him with purpose “NO MORE BABIES!” He looked down, took my hand, and…

Cracked Nipples? Yes Please!

Shortly after having my daughter, and being diagnosed with PPD, I remember staring at my busy baby and wondering how anyone ever got to the point of wanting more children. I couldn’t imagine someone wanting to go through sleepless nights, explosive diapers, or sore nipples a second time. And I couldn’t imagine going through PPD…