It’s time to Climb Out of the Darkness in Atlanta, y’all. 1 in 7 mothers will suffer from a perinatal mood and anxiety disorder. And that’s only the number of moms who actually seek help. Because of the stigma associated with mental illness, and with postpartum mental illness in particular, and because of the lack…
PPA
No More Bootstraps
I saw a meme floating around Facebook this morning that sort of gut-punched me. It said “Pretending to be happy when you’re in pain is just an example of how strong you are as a person.” People. I’m about to get a little ranty. Hold on to your hats. As someone who has battled both…
Looking for me? I’m at the Mama’s Comfort Camp.
I know I’ve mentioned before that the internet helped me through my PPD/A. Within days of logging on Twitter for the first time, I found the #PPDChat and from there I found more and more women like me. Women who were suffering or had suffered and survived and lived to tell the tale. One of…
Cracks in the armor
There are cracks in my Mama armor right now. Some of the cracks are smaller than others, but they are all cracks just the same. They are brought on by night after night of not enough sleep. From having no down-time to decompress. By meeting the demands of a needy 3 year old, and good…
The thing about those days
So Sunday was one of those days. Wednesday was one of those days. Joshua has stopped napping rather abruptly but still desperately needs to nap based on his behavior and because of this no-more-napping, those days are happening more often than I’d like to admit. Except I just admitted that and admitting that is half…