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The world is talking about postpartum right now. Postpartum depression. Postpartum psychosis. Maternal mental health. Words that, for many mothers, aren’t new at all. They are just finally being said loudly enough for everyone else to hear them. As conversations surrounding the Lindsey Clancy case have once again brought postpartum mental health into the national spotlight, I have found myself thinking about something I have wondered for years: Who is taking care of the mothe

Motherhood My hand is pressed eagerly against my stomach. There it is. The littlest thump. The thought of you being here soon begins to settle in. The excitement that usually greets me in this moment is nowhere to be found. Instead, there is an endless line of emotions waiting to take over. This begins to feel familiar, like I have been in this very position before, holding the door open to what I thought was "normal" or simply the natural flow of things. It's as if my mind,

She walked with her head down and a single flower in her hand. She started off slowly but picked up pace the closer she got to him. The church was completely silent as if disbelief itself had taken over the hundreds of people intently watching. It still didn’t feel real. This couldn’t be real. He was too young to die. These kids are too young to lose their friend. But it was real, and it hit me the moment I watched my 16-year-old daughter place a flower on top of her friend l

This season can feel heavy. As if, the icy terrain is there to haunt us. It blankets our land with a distinct unwelcomed greeting. The cold finds its’ way to our bones and forces a stillness to preserve every ounce of warmth we have left. The sun takes its’ leave hours before the day is meant to end. It feels like a betrayal in some sense. As if, the winter had its’ way and won. The chill settles in for the night pushing us into our fictional warmth we crafted to survive. The

The night has fallen. Light knows no name here, except for the littlest beings shining through gloom, lighting the way. Some call them...

The world feels too heavy. It has felt like this for a while, but now, now it feels like we are carrying the weight of EVERYONE. If...

The sky is blue, they say. Is it really though? It is generally a shade of blue, even purple, or pink, or even at times a mixture. There...

It is early. The sunlight finds every little crack in the shades to beam through. The exhaustion hits you. Another day of being...

The most beautiful sunset I have ever seen, “ A true Purpoise moment” yes that’s spelled right lol I see a lot of TikTok’s that say, “I...

Well, it’s been a minute. Things have been ROUGH. I won’t lie. I’ve been struggling, as a woman, as a mom, as a friend, and simply as a...

When it comes to mental health, it is an everyday affair. It is the relationship you have with yourself in a sense. That relationship...

As Mental Health awareness month comes to a close, I thought I would share a little bit about my mental health journey, and why it has...

This is a little deep, but I hope it brings you peace. Being a mom is the best job in the world. So much so, that I don’t view it as a...

Being a SAHM (stay at home mom) is such a gift, but I struggled with feeling like I wasn't contributing enough to our home. It was a...

Welcome to awellmom, a community for moms in the thick of mothering. I created awellmom to raise awareness for moms and their mental...