How Motherhood Changed Me: Part 2

I’d like to think I was worried about issues like bullying and social media use and how we are perpetuating bias and prejudice without even realizing it before I had kids, but that would be, at best, stretching the truth. Before I had a tiny human following me around and listening to everything I said I put little thought into how the things I said or did, especially online impacted anyone but me.

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How Motherhood Changed Me: Part 1

Growing a tiny human inside me and pushing him out into the world was the catalyst that helped me see my body in a whole new light. My body grew an entire human being, and I didn’t die when I pushed all nine pounds of him out. If that doesn’t make you appreciate your body, I don’t know what will

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New Year, Same Me

I’m not setting a weight loss goal for my 2019 resolutions because I don’t have to. For along time I felt like as an overweight person a desire to completely change my body was a requirement for new year’s resolutions. If you’re fat then naturally you should want to be skinny, and you should focus all your efforts on getting there. Yeah, no thanks.

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It's Okay Not To Be Okay

My baby is now seven-months old and I recently decided I felt good enough to start weaning off my antidepressants, and when all those feelings of irritability, sadness, exhaustion and hatred for everything came rushing back I felt like a failure. I refilled my prescription and cried. I should be over this by now, I have nothing to be depressed about, I thought.

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Comparison is the Thief of Joy

It is so easy to look at your friends and family and compare your life with theirs. To compare their clean house with your dirty one, their well-behaved children with your screaming monsters, their fit bodies with your still-doesn’t-fit-in-prepregancy-jeans body. But here’s the thing: there is always more to the story. There is always life behind the scenes you know nothing about.

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The Darkness of Self-Hatred

I was always a big child, taller and bigger than everyone in my class by a pretty large margin. I was bullied and made fun of from the time I was in kindergarten up until I graduated from high school. I learned from a very young age that my body wasn’t as good as others, that I should do everything I could to become a smaller version of myself.

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I Don’t Want to Just Be a Mom

Some days there is nothing else I would rather do than snuggle those babies and be a mom, but more often than not I need more. I need more than days spent washing endless piles of laundry, kissing skinned knees and wiping away tears, more than being called “Mommy” a million times in a day.

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