Today, I take myself as is. Jiggly butt, cellulite, leaky, hurty boobs. Unbrushed teeth. Stained t-shirt. Dirty house. No job. I’m not gonna wait to love myself until I’m cleared to exercise in the same way that I’m not gonna wait to love my son until his baby acne clears up and he quits […]Read Post ›
Everyone tells a new mom the same thing: Sleep when the baby sleeps. Fabulous! Sounds simple enough. Then, one or more of the following thoughts occur: Is the baby still breathing? Did I start the laundry? That pizza’s been sitting in the kitchen for two days. I have to pee. I think I paid the […]Read Post ›
Motherhood I’ve never had less to do, and been so overwhelmed. I’ve never watched more TV, or worked out less. I’ve never loved anyone so much, and feared them even more. I’ve never known something so absolutely, yet been totally confused. I’ve never craved sugar so much.
Oh man. I am scared. Today Ian started to have mystery cries. I’m guessing it’s his tummy, but I’m just guessing. It’s not a hungry cry, it’s all of a sudden total screaming. Terrifying for a new mother. I KNOW I’m not alone, but boy does it feel like it. I feel like I don’t […]Read Post ›
Mandy Unruh 