motherhood

You've probably read parenting books, consulted experts and already formed strong opinions about what's best for your kid. But have you ever stopped and consulted your child about her own upbringing?

Here’s something nobody talks about when you’re trying to become pregnant: it becomes an obsession and takes over your life. There’s just something so incredibly frustrating about not being able to do this thing that EVERYONE else can do without a problem.

Your happy, united family suddenly shifts to you versus your tired and hungry preschooler, frustrated elementary kid who isn’t getting what she wants, or worse — a snarling, seething, moody, hate-mongering…TEENAGER!

Welcome to Motherhood —The land of never feeling like you’re doing enough.

I worry so much with every mood episode, with every burst of rage, every down day, every fit of tears that I am scarring my children. I worry that I am causing them irreparable emotional harm. You see, my children are young. They do not fully comprehend that their mother has a chronic mental illness.

The day-to-day decisions in parenting aren’t usually hills worth dying on (I think that’s a war reference which is pretty applicable). The mom judging you? She probably just hasn’t yet had to drive two hours with a screaming toddler.

I'm not a fighter, I've never hit anyone, I don't "kick ass," I don't want a "new normal." I just want to be a mom to my kids, a wife to my husband, and an eventual grandma.

I'm not a fighter, I've never hit anyone, I don't "kick ass," I don't want a "new normal." I just want to be a mom to my kids, a wife to my husband, and an eventual grandma.