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There’s a version of my mom I only met after I became a mom myself. I didn’t fully understand my mom… until I became one. Even now, I’m still uncovering pieces of her I never saw before. We all have such different parent-child relationships. Some mother-daughter relationships are strong, some are tumultuous, some are cold and distant, some are warm and supportive. This is a tribute to my mom, and the woman she has supported me to become. Mom, I think we both can agree, we’ve

After having a baby, it’s common to feel like your emotions are… all over the place. One minute you’re in love, the next you’re crying because you spilled coffee (again). This early wave of emotions is often called the “baby blues,” and it affects the majority of new moms. It can look like mood swings, tearfulness, irritability, and feeling overwhelmed. The key thing to know? Baby blues are temporary. They typically show up within the first couple of weeks after birth and gra

Something I hear often from clients is a theme of loneliness in motherhood. Becoming a parent has a way of shifting our relationships with others. Whether we are all in different phases of life, simply don’t have time to socialize, or feel stretched thin trying to manage relationships alongside everything else, connection can start to feel harder to maintain. Maybe it’s missing those spontaneous hangouts with friends or last-minute plans. Oh man… remember the time when we cou

We spend a lot of time preparing for a baby. We research car seats.We compare strollers.We save posts about sleep schedules we may or may not ever follow. But far less time is spent intentionally preparing support for the person becoming a parent. Building a village of support during pregnancy and postpartum can have a powerful impact on emotional wellbeing and perinatal mental health. While many women imagine support as medical care or family help, true perinatal support oft

Many millennial parents grew up without the same level of emotional guidance, language, or nervous system awareness that children are receiving today. There was little exploration of sensory systems, emotional regulation, or how different bodies and brains process input. Looking back, I was probably viewed by those close to me as stubborn, difficult, a “pain in the ass,” as I’m sure my parents might have described me. I couldn’t tolerate socks with seams. I would only wear le

“I love my child, but I miss who I was.” If you’ve ever thought that sentence, quietly, guiltily, or on repeat, you’re not alone. And you’re not wrong for feeling it. Many women enter motherhood with a vision. A vision of how they’ll fold this new person into their lives. Into their personality. Into the version of themselves they already know. What no one really prepares us for, maybe because they can’t, maybe because they don’t want to scare us, is how deeply motherhood c