Today is World Maternal Mental Health Awareness Day. Inspired by Dr. Christina Hibbert, I want to tell you about the good that severe postpartum anxiety has wrought in my life. I had a day five […]
In 2012, my recovery from postpartum anxiety coincided with the first Fall in 35 years when kids went back to school, and I did not. Instead, I stayed home with a 5 month old who […]
Lenten reading can be hard on your soul. It challenges and convicts. It parks your heart in the shadow of the Cross and makes you look up. I have never been good at looking up. […]
Why are we changing the rules? Did something happen when I looked the other way? Why do things feel different? Are we ok? This is what anxiety sisters do when the applecart is upset. We […]
The first time I told the story of my severe postpartum anxiety, I had to think about what I was doing. Telling my story out loud, on the internet, where it would live forever. Where […]
Because deep down in my heart, I think he would want us to be a little sad. Who wants to be forgotten? Who wants to be not missed when they’re gone? What I don’t do is allow my grief to stop me from living. There can still be smiles among the tears. There can still be bursts of light in the darkness.
I’ve always had a complicated relationship with Mary. It gets less complicated as I get older. Motherhood has made her more real to me. After Dana’s post about the spoons, I wondered if Mary ever […]