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This past weekend I was talking to one of my neighbors about kids.  She told me that all moms lie about their children at some point.  Obviously since I’m pretty new to this whole mom thing, I can’t say that I’ve noticed that yet.  She said that she has no idea why, but all moms lie to make their kids sound better.

For example, even if the child isn’t sleeping through the night, the mom will lie & say that her child does sleep through the night.  To me, this is [click to continue…]

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What a day today has been.  Nothing serious, don’t worry.  Like @SugarSweetBaby said, everyone is healthy & that’s what is important.  She’s so right & I actually reminded myself of that same fact today while I was crying in my room.

Yes, everyone is healthy.  Now that I’m a mom I am so, so, so grateful that Monkey is healthy.  I know that people have difficulties with their babies & I’m so thankful that Monkey is in tip-top shape.

But you know, sometimes you just have awful days [click to continue…]

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If you would have asked me pre-pregnancy how I spent my Friday nights I would have rattled off a little list for you including, but not limited to, happy hour, dinner with Tarzan or friends, perhaps a movie, some dancing, a bar, etc.

I loved my life back then & loved going out.  I loved dressing up (jeans, cute shirt, & fabulous heels) to go out & I loved letting loose.  It’s safe to say [click to continue…]

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Going to see my postpartum depression therapist is like going to the gym.  I dread getting ready & actually driving there, but once I’m there it’s fabulous.  Today was no different.

I walked into my postpartum depression therapy appointment ready to tell my therapist that I no longer needed her assistance, but left my appointment signed up for a women’s group for eight weeks.  Go figure.

I had a great appointment today.  The postpartum depression isn’t my [click to continue…]

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Progress today!

I’ve been “real” with two neighbors.  Ah yes, being “real” is getting easier and easier, but I have to wonder…  When does being “real” turn into having word vomit?

Hmm…

It’s like when you run into a co-worker while getting coffee in the break room and said co-worker asks [click to continue…]

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Dear my little Monkey,

Happy two month old birthday little guy!  You have grown and changed in the past two months of life already & I’m in constant amazement of you.  You make me smile & the love I have for you keeps growing daily.

You’ve smiled at me numerous times & I wouldn’t change that for anything in the world.  I feel like I’m getting a bit rewarded for feeding you and changing your diapers and I just love it!

Yesterday was a big day for you, well actually [click to continue…]

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Last Thursday and Friday nights Monkey and I spent the night at my parent’s house.  The painters came over on Thursday to paint Monkey’s new nursery (my old office) and I didn’t want the paint smell to bother him.  Tarzan stayed at home with our little dog so that he could get some work done and have some uninterrupted sleep.

Thursday night my parents, Monkey, and I were in the living room and my dad asked about that first psychiatrist appointment for my postpartum depression.  Before I continue with the story, you should know that I have never been super close with my dad in the sense that I share things like psychiatrists appointment and postpartum depression [click to continue…]

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Have you ever felt like you let someone down?  I’ve felt like that for two days now.  My in-laws are here and I don’t want them to think that I’m a bad mom.  I don’t want my husband to wonder why he picked me to be his son’s mom.  I feel like I’ve been constantly letting myself down daily.  But most importantly, I feel like I’m letting down my baby.

I feel like there’s a “good Jane” and a “not so good Jane”.

The good Jane gets through the day with a smile on her face pretending to be the perfect mother to her baby and wife to [click to continue…]

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So I’m sitting here on the couch while Tarzan is feeding Monkey.   What a day it’s been!  I have a massive headache due to all of the crying I’ve done today and my husband has been wonderful in taking over as the role of parent for little Monkey for a bit while I ran out to get my medicine and a few other things.

Let me back up and explain what happened…

I read my post to Tarzan and couldn’t get through it without crying a few times.  The look on his face was complete shock when I was finished reading everything.  He told me that he wanted me to call my OB immediately.  I went back and forth with [click to continue…]

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