That was enough, right? I was getting by. I couldn’t even remember what I enjoyed doing for myself, much less actually partaking in self-care.
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Post-Adoption blues or depression is just as real as postpartum depression. Do not hesitate to seek a professional counselor or therapist.
WARNING: this post is going to be 95% venting. If potty training was a breeze for you, feel free to stop now.
My oldest child thinks she’s going to high school next year. This is absurd because high school is for big kids who are practically adults.
He was demanding, irritable, inflexible, very emotional and overall extremely difficult. Apparently, he’s just a normal two year old!
Honestly, I’m not sure how I would have survived those first few months without my mom squad. Sometimes, you need another mom to “tell you like it is”.
Parenthood is hard and comes with a whole lot of anxieties, but, single parent or not, it helps to remember that we’re never truly doing this alone.
I even get mad at myself for getting mad. And, since this is not how I want to parent, here’s what I’ve learned about diffusing mom anger.
When our average Midwestern family decided to host an exchange student we didn’t realize how much our lives would change!
Recently, I took a trip with a group of good friends to celebrate an upcoming marriage. The trip was short—a mere 48 hours, but it was so wonderful.