Before I get into today's post, I wanted to start out with a heartfelt thank you for your comments, emails, and messages about yesterday's post. It was scary for me to hit publish on that one because I was worried about mom shaming from people who hadn't experienced what I had, but I find that the scariest posts to write turn out to make the biggest difference in someone's life.
People say that you can't describe the kind of love you have for your child until you actually have it... and while I would agree for the most part, I'm going to try anyway.
You know that feeling in a new relationship when you're just starting to fall in love and you're completely infatuated? That feeling where you can't stop thinking about the other person and you miss them the second they leave the room.
Happy summer, friends! Although the real start of the season isn't for a few more weeks, I'm counting it as now because Memorial Day to Labor day, obviously. Bring on the rosé and s'mores. Bring on beach days and and sandy baby toes. Bring on the hot dogs and grilled pizza. Bring it all.
I spent the first half of last summer super pregnant, and the second half with a newborn, so it was basically a wash and I was so sleep deprived I don't even remember most of it.So this year I need to make up for lost time and have some fun!
One of the things I’ve learned on my anxiety journey is that when I feel overwhelmed, and there is a lot going on in different areas of my life, my anxiety heightens.
When there is less clutter (at home), a more organized system (at work), and my meals are planned out for the week, life is easier and my anxiety drops a significant amount.
