Coping with NICU PTSD

Coping with NICU PTSD

I didn’t think my twins’ prematurity would affect me this strongly but I still can’t look at a picture of newborn twins without getting insanely jealous and angry. Whenever someone shares a breastfeeding photo I want to block them. Pictures of tiny...
Embracing Imperfection

Embracing Imperfection

I’m probably never going to keep a clean house. I’m probably never going to remember all my kids’ school stuff. I’m probably never going to be thin or lean. I’m probably never going to have my life together. I’m probably never going...
Why I Have No “Mom” Friends

Why I Have No “Mom” Friends

Oh by the way, I’m transgender. Can you please stop calling me she? Wow, that was easy. Too bad I can barely say the word “transgender” out loud, especially preceded by “I am”. What a shame that something that should be a few simple words...
I Don’t Want My Kids to Obey

I Don’t Want My Kids to Obey

I call the above picture “don’t get wet!” It’s exhausting having kids who don’t follow my every direction. They’re disobedient. Stubborn. Argumentative. It’s not easy raising free thinkers who question authority when...
Please Don’t Call Me Mom

Please Don’t Call Me Mom

Being a mother was my dream ever since I was a child. I never expected myself to hate being referred as one. My biggest regret is not coming out before I had kids. Although I might have had issues with my care, being able to choose and normalize how I want my children...
Don’t Blink

Don’t Blink

I didn’t mean to blink. The first time I held you in my arms the moment lasted an eternity. I had waited in such complete and utter anticipation for your arrival. I wanted you more than anything else in the entire world. When I brought you home the world stopped...