One of the first things I learned when I had my daughter is that nothing can prepare you for those first few weeks postpartum. No one tells you how much of a sleep-deprived, hormonal mess you are. You ride the waves and manage to keep swimming, but it isn’t until you get through it that you realize you weren’t fully functioning as a human being.
In a world where someone's always interjecting their opinions on your parenting, being a mother of a child with learning disabilities can be extra stressful.
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.
This is my first year with three kids in some kind of school. Sure, one of them is in a baby school, but if you have a school supply list, back-to-school night and folder for artwork, it counts. Back to school this year brings us much-needed routine, but also fear for the logistics of solo parenting when my husband is out of town. Three drop-off times, three backpacks, three lunches on not enough coffee.
You felt like the day would never come, and as cliche as it is, you blinked and it was here. Your child just started kindergarten. Hello milestone moment! While you knew the beginning of elementary school would bring a plethora of learning moments for your children, you find yourself surprised at the lessons you, as a parent, are learning these first few weeks.
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.
Can you recall a moment in your parenthood journey where you were completely clueless on what to do next? Let's be real here. We all have....
With my first born, our bedtime routine was sacred. Nothing interfered with our three Bs (bath, books and bed)... And I mean nothing! For...