How Postpartum Depression Made Me A Better Mother

I’d be giving my daughter the worst of me. She doesn’t deserve that, and that’s why I did the work to get better and be the mother she adores so much today.
I’d be giving my daughter the worst of me. She doesn’t deserve that, and that’s why I did the work to get better and be the mother she adores so much today.
Protecting your peace means being okay with canceling plans when you’re overwhelmed, and taking a few hours out every week to just relax and reconnect with yourself.
I’ve made him “The One.” I mean, he made me happy and brought out a more confident and phenomenal side to me that I didn’t know existed. I want to be better, because of and for him. I love him.
This one is for those who can’t seem to find the beauty in themselves. The ones whose hearts break every time they step onto the scale and stare at their reflection in the mirror.
I remember staring at my first sonar scan. Your body in my womb gave me life no other phenomenon could. I miss that.
I’m talking about the girl who takes herself out on a date.