Motherless on Mother’s Day

Yesterday, a friend asked how I felt about Mother’s Day. “Do you think of your mother during Mother’s Day typically?” It seemed like a very strange question. Maybe intrusive. Maybe just something out of sheer curiosity from someone who doesn’t understand loss in that way. Still, while the question was strange to think of, the … Continue reading Motherless on Mother’s Day

Choosing Therapy

Not too long ago, I heard of a family that was doubting the need of speech therapy for their young toddler. They were only in the beginning stages, but did not believe it was helping their child. They were considering stopping the therapy altogether. I felt dismayed when I heard this. Yet, I related to … Continue reading Choosing Therapy

Because of Brianna

I don't remember how I came across her store. I only remember that I liked the atmosphere and variety in it. It didn't feel commercial or general like the big name stores. There was a great feel to it. As a new mom, I was happy that there was a place where I could actually … Continue reading Because of Brianna

Every Single Word

We glance back and forth and play, but the conversation is one sided. We mime and move in exaggerated motions. I hope for sound. I speak in long, sing-song tones. I gesture and smile. I try my best to coax the "right" response. It never comes. Instead, my young son smiles back at me, and … Continue reading Every Single Word

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

Not the Favorite

I look at the picture with both feelings of nostalgia and pain. At the time, I had only been a mother for all of two months. I had no idea what I was doing, and I was scared most of the time. And yet, there I was, in a simple photo with a small smile, … Continue reading Not the Favorite

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