Tag: motherhood

She needed my love and friendship, my advocacy, and my empathy. I learned that this was really all you can do for your friends. She promised me that it was enough. I hope it was.

Because it's not just sunscreen. It's car seats and plastic dishes and juice boxes... It's the hundreds of choices we have to make for our kids that keep us up at night, hoping and worrying that we made the right decision; if we provided our children with the absolute best. While I appreciate having a wealth of knowledge at my fingertips, it can also be overwhelming.

Yes, you - precious mom friend trying to hold it together today. Yes, you - my other dear pal trying to balance life without kiddos. You both are so special to me. We all have so much in common, and yet so much not in common. No worries, my lovelies, I will not pretend to know what it is like to be you, I will not pretend that I know what it’s like to be in your shoes. For the sake of our autonomy as women, I cannot. I will not.

Five years ago when I was 3 months pregnant with my first daughter, my mom passed away. Just like that, she was gone. It was the worst day of my life, it felt like the world caved in on me. What was supposed to be the happiest time of my life was clouded by the sad realization that I was going to experience motherhood without the person I needed the most by my side. I naturally always imagined that she would be there when I had my own children, it was unbearable to accept the fact that I had to do this without her.

In the early years of my marriage, I was adventurous in the kitchen. I diligently watched The Food Network to perfect my culinary skills...