Just Call Me Coach

Recently I was listening a podcast called “Revived Motherhood” by Becky Thompson. She is amazing and a blog author as well. She is so encouraging and uplifting. The episode I am referring to is #6, and she had an interesting take on why we are tired sometimes as parents and I think you will like it too. Being a parent is exhausting, you are constantly juggling a million things at one time and trying your best to love each child the best way you can. I love how in this podcast she talks about feeling like she is a coach, her kids are the players, and she is coaching different teams trying to prepare each child for a different opponent and the opponents change all the time. The opponents being a math test, dealing with a friend, something that causes your child anxiety or struggling with sight words, etc. This really resonated with me because I feel this way with my girls. At the end of some days I am so mentally exhausted that I don’t even know my name.. lol. There are most days when I feel like I am having to coach them all…

The Dark Cloud

This one is for all you mommas out there who have ever struggled with postpartum depression. I remember being pregnant and thinking that would never happen to me… well it did TWICE. I don’t know why we are so afraid of admitting when we need help, like we are supposed to be supermom all the time. That if we don’t have it together all the time then we aren’t a good mom. If I need help, that means I am doing something wrong. Having that feeling that I should be able to handle all of this because all these other moms can, but why? Why do we sit there and feed ourselves all these lies? Why do we beat ourselves so far down that we have to fight like hell to get back up? All because we don’t want to be labeled “that mom” that has PPD? Do not for one second try to think you are doing something wrong. Do not think that for one second that there is something you could have done differently. I remember after my first daughter was born I struggled with breastfeeding, it…