Where do I even begin?

Week 3, day 2: I guess I should introduce myself?

Ok, so I want to start with “shoulds” and what this blog is about...oh, and I guess I’ll do that proper social thing of introducing myself at some point too.  Warning, in this space, you’ll find real, unfiltered new mom rants!  If you subscribe to the white picket fence view of life and motherhood, you may not love it here (or maybe you will?!).  

First and foremost, I’m not here for sympathy, judgement, or acknowledgment, so please spare me any of that!  I just need a place to get it all out (call this my therapy room?), and figured there are probably other new moms (or dads or whatever title you go by) like me out there who could use a few less “shoulds” and a lot more “do what feels rights.”  

I will also point out that most of my “shoulding” comes from within, and my support system is definitely an amazing group of women (who didn’t warn me about all the hardships until I was deep down in the thick of them—love you all!).  I think we here this a lot though, right?! It starts with the “go have kids, they say...” and then you find yourself underwater trying to figure out what the hell to do with them, let alone yourself!  And then there are those people who apparently were made to mom, or so they make it look!  Well, I will tell you first hand that I am so in love with this itty bitty human that flew out of my vagina like a football (after a couple hours of pushing and pain), but I am also so emotionally all over the place with figuring this life out and grieving the loss of what was. And that’s okay, dammit! 

So, that’s it for now.  Baby’s up and I’m trying to cram lunch down my throat before the crying time bomb goes off! Over & out. xo