Motherhood is hard. Bring coffee.
After two years of trial and error, a lot of failed self-care and a break down in the doctor’s office, I finally did it. I got medicated. I’ve officially been taking my anti-depressants for six weeks now, and honestly? Why did I not do this sooner? I’ve been so much calmer. I don’t snap as… Continue reading New me, new meds
When I was vacuuming my living room floor yesterday afternoon, I had a panic attack. I could not stop the tears, could not catch my breath, could not stop the thoughts that were trying to pull me under. I was lost in a spiral of “Of course my husband doesn’t love me, he didn’t shovel… Continue reading Nothing Says Christmas Like a Panic Attack
Well. It happened. After five months of trying, weeks before our official cut off date, we did it. We got pregnant. I can’t even describe what it felt like, seeing that “yes” pop up in the little window. It was overwhelming. And not necessarily in a good way. It was an immediate “oh, FUCK”. I… Continue reading We’re Pregnant! (And overwhelmed, and anxious, and so on)