Something happened when I turned thirty. I started loving myself again. In the months leading up to Roman’s first birthday, I fell apart. It was a regular self-hate fest around here. I was angry, sad, and mostly — disappointed — in myself because I had…
anxiety
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Cognitive Behavioral Therapy & Motherhood
From ages fifteen to twenty-one, I suffered from severe depression and anxiety. Over the course of that time, I visited with countless doctors and therapists. I was prescribed different medications and sat through fruitless therapy sessions. After years without much change, one day, I found…
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Our Family
You’ll notice a new page located in the menu of the site, titled “Our Family.” I figured that I should do an introduction to our little family for new readers & friends. The page will live here & I’ll update it from time to time…
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thoughts on weight gain in pregnancy
Throughout my pregnancy, several women (both pregnant + not pregnant) gave me advice or asked for advice about pregnancy weight gain. For some women, it was about their discomfort with their pregnant bodies, sadness or embarrassment about “getting fat.” For other women, it was about…