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What I Wish I Knew When I Became a Mother
I became a mom in 2020, in a world that felt like it was unraveling. Nothing about it looked like the Pinterest boards I’d saved or the stories I’d heard. And then, just as I was getting my bearings, I became a mom again – to twins. Three kids in two and a half years. During a pandemic. While navigating my own mental health and sobriety. There are things I wish someone had told me, not because it would have made it all easier, but because I might have breathed deeper. Felt less alone. Given myself more grace. So here’s what I wish I knew when I became a mom…
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Embracing Somatic Exercises: A Path to Healing Anxiety and Trauma for Mothers
As a mom to three little ones under five, I know firsthand how overwhelming life can get. Some days, it feels like I’m running a marathon from the moment I wake up – diapers, snacks, tantrums, laundry piles – and somewhere in the mix, I’m supposed to take care of myself too. Sound familiar?Over the past few years, I’ve discovered something that’s really helped me begin to manage the anxiety and lingering emotional weight I didn’t even realize I was carrying: somatic exercises. They’re gentle, grounding, and (best of all) easy to sneak into the cracks of a busy day. If you’re a mom (or dad, or just bysy period)…
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From Sweet Tooth to Coffee Curious: My Espresso Era (Thanks, Kids)
It all started with a white hot chocolate. Sweet, creamy, basically dessert in a cup – which, as a sleep-deprived mom of three under five, was exactly what I needed. I wasn’t a coffee person. The smell? Meh. The taste? Too bitter. The vibe? So tempting…but I stayed firmly in hot cocoa territory. Then one day – mid-toddler meltdown, probably – I asked for a white hot chocolate with a shot of espresso. Just one. A little kick to keep me vertical during snack prep and sibling squabbles. And just like that, I was hooked. That single shot changed everything. Suddenly, the bitterness wasn’t offensive – it was balance. Depth.…
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The Invisible Load: What Mothers Carry and Why It Matters
Some mornings I wake up already overwhelmed. Not because anything bad has happened, but because the list in my head has already started running: lunches to pack, appointments to schedule, diapers to restock, feelings to manage (theirs and mine). And I haven’t even gotten out of bed yet. As a mom of three little ones – including twins – and as a student studying social work, I live with a double lens: I feel the weight of motherhood and I see it in the lives of the women I will be working with. But what’s harder to see – and even harder to name – is the invisible load we’re…
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Chaos, Cuddles, and Comedy: Life with Three Kids Under Five
Let me set the scene: The sun is rising (I think? Honestly, I haven’t checked the clock yet), and already someone is screaming. Not out of pain, no – this scream is the universal language of “SHE TOUCHED MY TOY AND BREATHE-WHISPERED IN MY DIRECTION.” Welcome to my home, where I live with three tiny roommates under the age of five, all born within 2.5 years of each other. It’s like running a daycare, except the daycare workers never go home, and no one brings snacks unless you count the chip crumbs they find in couch cushions. These kids fight like it’s their job. One minute, they’re in a full-blown…
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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.…