motherhood emotions

The ‘firsts’ of motherhood are exciting, but the ‘lasts’ are so bittersweet

The ‘firsts’ are talked about and remembered, but what about the lasts?

Feel like crying at work? Here’s how to handle it

It happens to the best of us.

I can go from happy to frustrated to mad to okay again in one single hour as a mom

I’m trying to be okay with unapologetically feeling all of the feelings of motherhood. ?

New motherhood made me feel invisible

I even vanished from my own Instagram feed, eclipsed by this adorable less-than-eight-pound baby.

What every parent needs to know about human emotional development

1. We often use the word emotion and feeling interchangeably, but they refer to different things.

Dear daughter, I am an imperfect mother

You and I are learning, and holding, and making each other. I want to give you the mother you deserve.

Feeling a mixture of emotions doesn’t make you ‘bad’—it makes you a parent

Welcome to the rollercoaster of motherhood. ?

To the mother who is struggling to get through the week: You are awesome

Allow me to remind you why you rock. 

How I’m finding joy in the circus season of motherhood

For those days when you feel like a ringmaster—with lions on the loose and clowns who refuse to cooperate.

There is a “me” in “Mommy,” after all

When you find yourself using baby talk with no baby in sight—and you realize “Mom” isn’t just a part-time job.

Second grade teacher finishes lesson plans while in labor: Superhero status

Did we mention she’s also a mom of four?

Here’s a secret, frazzled mama—none of us actually have it together

The truth is no one has it together all the time—and that’s what makes us stronger for the next toddler crisis.

If motherhood made you feel like a different person, it’s because you are—in some great ways

When you dismiss the goal of “perfection,” everyone is happier—and life is, perhaps, a bit more perfect, after all.

Motherhood has made me weak, but in weakness there’s true strength

But there’s so much beauty in that weakness.

Motherhood—its beauty and brutality—makes me cry

Tears. The tears. They bubble up without warning. In grocery stores, in the car, watching my daughter’s dance class.