Depression

They say you can lose your identity when you become a mom, and I do feel that way, because I spend all day every day with my toddler daughter helping her learn and grow. The weekends when dad is home from work, I hope he takes her out of the …

Postpartum depression and anxiety: Why doesn’t anyone talk about this? Well I’m talking about it now. Where to start… Loading up my toddler and all our stuff to leave the house triggered that anxious feeling. “I can’t fucking breathe!” I exclaimed, leaning against the car. It’s still morning. It’s too early …

We all strive to be the best parents we can be. What does “the best parents we can be” really mean, though? It’s easy to want to compare ourselves to friends or family who have been through the early stages of parenthood before, but how many of us take the time …

I have a barnacle that’s been on my body for two years now. For the first eight months, the barnacle lived on my chest and needed heavy constant bouncing, then the barnacle moved to my back. My barnacle has grown to 30 pounds and now uses my body as a jungle …

It was March, and I was in about week 4 of my depression. I have always had a tendency toward depression, though in the last few years I had been pretty consistently happy. But then that kid shot up a high school in Florida. Of all the social media outlets, …

I’m supposed to be 2 months pregnant by now on baby #2. My husband and I have always talked about having two kids. We have an 18-month-old girl now. I got my dental health in check and got in with an OB/GYN in town for a preconception visit. We had our …

Mammas and Munchkins is a playdate group that meets every Tuesday at 10 a.m. We moms take turns hosting these playdates at our homes. I joined and have been to four and am hosting for the second time soon. The group began by a mom in the military, who learned how …

The holidays are a time of happiness, joy, and family. And while I agree, I think we do ourselves a disservice by forgetting that they can also be a time of sadness, stress, and anxiety. But why limit it to holidays? Life is hard. Parenting is hard. Being a human …

Each day I wake up, from the non-restful sleep I attempted the night before, my mind is already racing with panic and fear of what lies ahead.  I worry about their moods, their happiness, their fears, and their successes.  I worry about what’s happening for dinner, what’s happening tomorrow, what’s …

It’s all over the news. Suicide is a terrifying thing for parents to think about. And the statistics are real: it’s the third leading cause of death in people 15-24, behind accidents and homicide. With social media in our everyday lives and more non-stop avenues for teens to bully each …