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Breaking Cycles: Healing My Trauma to Be the Parent I Needed
I never set out on a healing journey – it found me in the chaos. It crept in during the sleepless nights, in the sharp edges of my own voice when I was overwhelmed, in the quiet moments after the kids went to bed when I couldn’t ignore the ache in my chest anymore. That ache was old. It was layered. It was mine – but it didn’t have to belong to my children. I’ve carried childhood trauma like an invisible backpack for most of my life. I didn’t always know what to call it. I just knew I felt different, raw, hyper-aware, sometimes numb. I developed habits to cope…
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Postpartum, Pinot, and the Pandemic: A Love Story (Sort Of)
Let’s set the scene: It’s 2020. The world is shut down, I just gave birth to my first baby, and I haven’t slept in what feels like 35 years. I’m leaking from places I didn’t know could leak, the baby won’t latch, and the laundry pile has developed sentience. My body feels like it’s been through a war (because…it has), and my hormones are doing the cha-cha with my sanity. Enter: wine. At first, it was a cute little evening ritual. Just a glass – okay, sometimes two – of Pinot Grigio to “take the edge off” after a long day of diaper blowouts, cluster feeding, and existential dread. You…
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The Rollercoaster of Motherhood: Joys, Struggles, and Everything in Between
Motherhood is the most beautiful, exhausting, fulfilling, and challenging journey I’ve ever been on. It’s a ride filled with highs that take my breath away and lows that test every ounce of patience and strength I have. Some days, I feel like I have everything under control – meals prepped, kids happy, house (somewhat) tidy. Other days, I’m just trying to survive the chaos, running on caffeine and sheer willpower. The Highs: Love Beyond Measure Nothing prepared me for the depth of love I’d feel for my children. It’s overwhelming in the best way. The first time I held my baby, the world shifted. Suddenly, nothing else mattered as much…
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Regrowth: A New Chapter in Helping Others
For a long time, I felt stuck. Stuck in survival mode, stuck in grief, stuck in the endless cycle of wondering what my next step should be. But somewhere along the way, I realized that healing isn’t just about leaving the past behind – it’s about building something new in its place. Starting over hasn’t been easy. Balancing school, motherhood, and healing is a challenge, but for the first time in a long time, I feel like I’m growing again. I’m learning, I’m pushing myself, and I’m excited for what’s ahead. This isn’t just about a new career; it’s about purpose. It’s about turning my pain into something meaningful. That’s…
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Rewriting My Story: A Return to Myself After Motherhood
Hey there, beautiful soul! It’s been a while – and honestly, that’s okay. There was a time I would’ve started this post with an apology – sorry for disappearing, sorry for being inconsistent, sorry for the silence. But today, I’m coming back with something different: grace. For myself, for the journey I’ve been on, and for the woman I’ve become. The truth is, life happened. Big life. Big time. In 2020, I welcomed my sweet son into the world. Then in 2022, life doubled down on the magic – I gave birth to twin girls. Three children in just over two years. It’s still wild to say that out loud.…