By Mara Acel-Green, LICSW Listening will change worlds. Is this just the promise of an idealistic social worker? In some ways I fit that stereotype...
When we begin this journey of becoming pregnant, right then and there, we are turning our bodies over. Right then and there we are living, breathing and eating for someone else
By becoming conscious of your own parenting style, you can deliberately learn how to take back your source of injury and heal it
I know there are countless women out there who have gone through postpartum depression or who will go through it. I hope they speak up about how important mental health coverage is.
I know (only from reading People) that Kim Kardashian had a "near-death" experience in childbirth. The last thing she should care about is impressing us with how she got her "body" back, when the truth is -- she never lost it in the first place.
I was isolated, but I tried to put on a good front. This made me feel even worse and perpetuated a vicious cycle of withdrawal and a feeling of failure. All these led me to believe I was a bad mother.
All the craziness I'd set aside came rushing back -- fear of my own incompetence, suffocating guilt, terrified disbelief -- thinking of the weeks, months and years of monotonous chaos I was in for. Meanwhile, I couldn't imagine getting through even one day.
We are the Secret Society of Stroller Moms. Maybe next time I'll raise my cup of lukewarm coffee when I pass you. And we'll give each other a silent toast. Because the only real secret, is that we're never as alone as we feel.
By Christina G. Hibbert, Psy.D. What is the one thing we need, to discover "success" in motherhood? It's not loving our kids more, or doing more for ...
That you see things differently once you become a mom. You relate to your own parents differently. You understand things differently. That made sense to me; I expected motherhood to change my outlook. But I didn't expect it to change my brain chemistry -- or my sense of God.
For six months, I had trouble sleeping, racing thoughts, extreme anxiety, dread and suicidal thoughts. My husband would come home to find various configurations of alarm. I did not feel a bond with my daughter.
Whether this complex fictional woman we have come to love is suffering from postpartum depression, as some speculate, or simply grief, I felt tremendous empathy for her and her infant son George.
Eat food, actual food, do it with loved ones, and in a state of relaxation. Then determine how research around supplementation can best support the unfolding of an infinitely complex symphony of information exchange between mom and fetus.
by Kelly Coffey There was no darker period than the winter months following the birth of my second daughter. I experienced all the symptoms we've com...
Amidst the photos of a mother and son napping on the couch and new parents cuddling their newborn is the real story of a woman desperately lost, struggling miserably and failing constantly.
By Elizabeth Reinke Did you know 90% of new mothers experience some form of stress, depression, or anxiety in the perinatal period? Probably not. I d...