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.
Discovering Purpose in Darkness
My goal is to be a safe place for new families, where their concerns, fears, goals, and needs are considered just as important as those of their baby.
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?
“I’m fine, thanks,” and Other Lies I Told Myself During Pregnancy
Like many people, I had preconceived notions of what pregnancy would be like. I expected some kind of otherworldly connection…But that never came.
London with Kids
We visited London when my son was 2.5 to meet up with one of our best friends who was stopping there on her way home to visit family in Germany. We all spent a few days together in London, then she went on to Germany while we stayed behind to head up to Oxford and finish a few “must sees” in England, before we joined her to continue our trip in Germany and the Netherlands. There are so many itineraries and “72 Hours In…” posts for London so I thought I would just share what we particularly loved with our toddler.