If mental health is so important in motherhood (and spoiler alert: it is), then therapy needs to be accessible.  Really, therapy needs to be more accessible, period. But in a country where maternal care is rapidly declining, prioritizing the accessibility of therapy for mothers is essential.  We tell moms they don’t have to do it on their own. We say

“You’re such a superhero. I don’t know how you do it all!” a well-intentioned male friend told me over coffee one day. I winced. This wasn’t the first time I had heard this sentiment. From memes to Hallmark cards, there is no shortage of media to remind us moms that we are superheroes, expected to do the impossible while looking

As my child’s first birthday approached, our family and friends excitedly asked if we were going to do a smash cake. I smiled and said we were going to give her a chocolate cupcake, but I expected she would barely touch it and certainly wouldn’t eat it. The thing a lot of people didn’t know was that our baby was

This morning as I was pouring my cup of coffee (that first one of the day, when you still have hope that you might get to drink that same cup while it’s still hot), I could hear my 5-month-old son screeching in the living room. He hasn’t mastered the typical giggle yet. Maybe the screech is his giggle. It sounds

Open up Facebook on any random day, and you’re likely to see that someone has posted “Happy National (fill-in-the-blank) Day!”  You name it, there’s a holiday for it: Happy National Ice Cream Day! Happy World Siblings Day! Happy Pets with a First Name That Starts with C Day! And I have seen the complaint appear often that with an over-saturation

When I was pregnant with my first child, I read that if your baby won’t stop crying, take them outside. I didn’t truly appreciate at the time what world that one piece of advice opened up for me, but five years and two kids later, it’s my answer for just about everything. Bored? Go outside. Lonely? Let’s go outside. Overwhelmed?

It’s likely that if you’re a mom of littles or you’re close to a mom of young children, you know about Facebook mom groups. These groups are formed based on location, or birth month of their baby, or style of parenting, or love of a particular motherhood brand (ahem, Latched Mama Love), or any other commonality that brings moms together.

If I have to decide what we’re having for dinner one more night this week, I am going to lose my mind.  Every few weeks, this becomes my most pressing and urgent need: to not have to make one more decision. And while at first I thought this must just be a “me problem,” it turns out it’s a psychological