Surviving the Holidays with Postpartum Depression and Anxiety

The holidays are my favorite time of the year. I love what the season represents. I love giving gifts, helping others and being with family and friends. It had always been a special time for me. Yet, that wasn't the case a couple years ago. My son was only a couple months old and I … Continue reading Surviving the Holidays with Postpartum Depression and Anxiety

Two Years Later

I remember how I felt back then. I've detailed them in so many different blog entries. I was so scared of being a bad mother - not knowing what to do, not caring enough for my son, even wondering if I was good enough to be anyone's mother. I was afraid that I would never … Continue reading Two Years Later

Checking Boxes

Yes, no, yes, no. I've probably completed a handful of these things. I've had to go through them on my own, but generally with a professional. The assessments were always at least 5 pages long. They covered various things from speaking, to fine motor skills, and eating habits. The first of these assessments was done because … Continue reading Checking Boxes

Making Progress

Earlier this year, I wrote about my son, and the delay in his language skills. Despite my hesitation and concerns, I went ahead with the doctor recommended evaluation, and soon after, speech therapy. The speech evaluation was just as frustrating as I had thought it would be. We had an hour to convince my son … Continue reading Making Progress

reflection

It was a year and a half ago, but I remember looking in the mirror. Tears streamed down my face. My hair was a mess. My clothes were a mess - I think my nursing tank was on backwards. My eyes spoke volumes. I was tired. I was stressed. I was anxious. I was scared. … Continue reading reflection

Speak Up!

After the recommendation was given, I sat in silence. I didn't want to believe what the doctor was saying. I heard both good and bad things, but after all that I've been through, I didn't want to face another failure or painful thing. A couple agonizing months had already passed. I could do this no … Continue reading Speak Up!

365 Days

It seemed so unfair. I was finally making progress with my recovery from Postpartum Depression and Anxiety. I was finally starting to enjoy motherhood. Yet, I had to leave that all behind and go back to being in the corporate world. It’s hard to believe, but a year ago today, I went back to work … Continue reading 365 Days

The Thief

I was always aware that things were different.  Yet, as a young child, it seemed easier to ignore it.  But then, it grew.  I was always wondering why things were different.  Why did I not look like the other girls in class? Why didn't we have the same things that others did? If there ever a constant … Continue reading The Thief

A Mommy Story: There’s Something About Hannah

In this edition of A Mommy Story, we meet Liz and her daughter Hannah.  As Liz dealt with her daughter's diagnosis, she learned to grow to love both herself and her daughter. As any first time parent, things were exciting and new for us. Our baby was growing and doing things like any child would. … Continue reading A Mommy Story: There’s Something About Hannah

White Noise

It wasn't easy, but I forced myself into workout gear. I hadn't been doing it for very long, so it was a slow pace. I kept at it, believing that some day, I'd get better. All of a sudden, I heard laughter. Menacing laughter and then a water bottle was thrown at me. I stopped … Continue reading White Noise