Parenting With PTSD Has Made Me a Helicopter Mom
One afternoon I sat, gently swaying and patting my son’s back, after nursing him. I allowed my hand to rest…
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One afternoon I sat, gently swaying and patting my son’s back, after nursing him. I allowed my hand to rest…
Continue ReadingThis necklace has rested over my heart for almost a year now, and in that time it's come to symbolize…
Continue ReadingMy boy lifted his little newborn head up off the bed while we were still in the hospital–straining and red-faced,…
Continue ReadingI carried my daughter even though she had a life-limiting diagnosis. I was 16-weeks pregnant when my OB called and…
Continue ReadingAs a teenager, I was suicidal and received intensive counseling for my depression and anxiety. I also tried medication for…
Continue ReadingThe worn-out sock monkey with the Christmas hat went to bed with him every night. It was a gift from…
Continue ReadingShe’s listening to country songs as her hair is blowing in the wind. She looks and feels older than she…
Continue ReadingEvery year around this time, I am asked the same question: "Do you have any good tips on how to…
Continue ReadingI am sitting here watching the epic movie Remember the Titans with my boys and I start feeling the pulling…
Continue ReadingMy boy always cried. He was the kid who I dropped off for playdates only to be called an hour…
Continue ReadingI wish that young-mom me had listened more carefully to the wisdom of moms, aunts, cousins, and grandmas. “You’ll miss…
Continue ReadingTo the mom I swore I'd never be, I just want to say I'm sorry. I saw you before I…
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