Exploring My Own Sober Curiousity
I have never been able to find the middle ground with drinking - it is all or nothing. So here I am, trying the nothing. And enjoying as many mocktails (or posed photos with my partner’s wine) as I can.
We Are Failing New Parents
How are you showing up for and loving the people in your life who are struggling with their mental health? How are you contributing to a culture that delineates what struggles are acceptable, palatable, and deserving of sympathy?
From Mythology to Motherhood: My Love Affair with Persephone
I thought I knew everything about her story - the daughter of Demeter and Zeus who was spirited away to the Underworld by Hades himself. Little did I know how reductive I was in my view of the woman whose presence was to become my most constant guide through not only motherhood but the cycles of life itself.
A Letter to My Postpartum Depression
Giving my postpartum depression a name has helped me separate the depression from myself and my identity…this is my letter to her as I work towards being able to say goodbye once and for all.
Medicated Motherhood
By taking care of myself before I did anything else, I spoke my son’s language. I showed him that I loved him, even before I was able to say or even feel it. Taking medication doesn’t make me a failure.
Motherhood is Both/And
I choose to honor my struggles and my pain. I choose to remember the reality of those early (and not so early) days of motherhood. If I forget all of that, how will I be able to see how far I have come?