My First Mother’s Day.

Yes, I know it's July but I had to get this out. My right shoulder is burning in pain from the awkward way I'm currently holding my 10 week old son. He's comfy, sleeping, and so very cute. Me? I'm breathing lightly and paused 100 tasks in hopes that he'll stay asleep longer than 20 … Continue reading My First Mother’s Day.

I Don’t Hate You, I’m Just Anxious.

I'm uncomfortable typing this, but oh well. If my post helps or resonates with just one person, the discomfort is absolutely worth it. I'm an advocate for mental health awareness among my family, friends, and anyone who will listen. For some reason, I felt moved today to briefly share my experience with anxiety for the … Continue reading I Don’t Hate You, I’m Just Anxious.