In honor of Maternal Mental Health Awareness Week, the Early Connections Institute and Livingston County Birth Circle are celebrating the joys and challenges of motherhood by hosting a Maternal Wellness Night!
Join us in raising awareness and combating the stigma of maternal mental health disorders with an evening of self-care for pregnant mamas and new mamas!
Being a mom is joyous but it does not always feel good. Let’s help support and take care of each other with a night of pampering and wellness! #MomsMatter
WHEN: Wednesday May 1st, 2019 5:00 – 8:00 pm
WHERE: Perspectives Therapy Services
2200 Genoa Business Park Drive Brighton, MI 48114
WHO: Pregnant mothers, Mothers of young children, Anyone else in support of maternal mental health
WHAT: The following FREE resources will be provided: 🦶 Reflexology 💆 Chair massages 💄 Mini-makeovers 🍪 Refreshments 💜 FREE Anxiety/Depression screenings provided by Perspectives Therapy Services 🧒 Supervised children’s activities will be available 🧘♀️ A free Community Meditation will begin at 6:00 pm- no childcare will be available for this activity.
HOW: Attendees can register for free at https://maternalwellnessnight.eventbrite.com
✨Same girl, different person. This road has NOT been an easy one, I had to literally fight my way through these months and weeks. Becoming a mom is never easy and some of us transition a little less smoothly than others.
But here's the thing...this job REQUIRES you work daily in yourself. Personal development, reading, affirmations, soul searching...we LEARN this. If I wouldn't have learned how to nurture my soul in this way, I'm not sure what would have happened. .
Even when I cried -ALOT-
Even when I didn't want to get up in the morning
Even when I seen low points in this business
Even when it got hard
Even when celebrations happened or summer happened or life happened
THEY HAVE MY BACK. My team has my back...when I couldn't do it, THEY jumped in. My challengers, the ones who ALWAYS show up for me because I show up for them. Together we are better, we have each others back. When it gets hard, we fight harder.
THEY all know this is not a bandaid or a quick fix. This is not a pill to cover the problem. This is ol' fashion exercise, proper nutrition, fuelling your body & soul but most importantly becoming the BEST version of yourself.
This journey is NEVER OVER.
We evolve, we get better DAILY. Not always easy, sometimes BRUTAL, but so WORTH IT. The girl I have become THANKS ME for not just giving up.
I share my journey every step of the way openly with you because I need you to see me not giving up so YOU don't give up. I need to see people paving the way. 🌸
In a month from now I want to be celebrating YOUR success. Because YOUR WORTH IT. We are worth it. And if you want your life to FEEL different in a year from now, you have to trust that I am in this with you 😘
I really wish it was as easy for me to be chill as it is for my cat😂
I’m not quite ready for it to be Sunday night and go back into the work week, but then who is?
Let’s talk Sunday night anxiety, does anyone else get this? Some Sundays I get this impending sense of panicky doom reminiscent of every day back when I was postpartum about being alone and taking care of everything by myself while my hubs is at work. I basically get re-spoiled having him around during the day on the weekend and then spend half of Sunday night wide awake and panicky about Monday.
Today I’m doing better than usual about it because normally I just don’t feel like the weekend was long enough but a nice three day weekend helped me to feel more relaxed. We’re also having a bit of car trouble so the hubs is staying home tomorrow to fix it (not that that’s great but hey the bright side is he’ll be home one more day🤷♀️).
Do you struggle with these type of feelings at the end of the weekend?
What do you do about it?
I used to use a nighttime meditation to help me fall asleep some nights and fell out of practice. I think I’m going to try doing that again.
I hope the end of your Easter is stress free and filled with love💕 if it isn’t I’m sending you a virtual hug!
On Easter many of us are reminded of an example of what perfect love looks like. Love that is patient and kind and consistently shows up. Love that cares for others and ourselves. Love that stays consistent, and isn’t based on behaviour. As parents there is no one way to be perfect, but there are so many ways that we can strive to have this Love in our life, and in real love there is also grace for the days that we mess up.❤️ .
Hope you all had a great Easter weekend!💕💖💕
. #amazinggrace#easter 📷 @_she_rises_
I want to tell you about a small part of my healing journey over the past 8-ish weeks that was born out of being sick since last November. ::
Right after @4trimesters conference was over, I got sick with this bronchial infection (plus numerous colds that came and went as they do when you live with a preschooler), and I couldn’t kick it because I hadn’t had a single full night’s sleep in 3 years (oh bedsharing and a child reluctant to night-wean!) and the longer I was sick, the more exhausted I got, and the less I was able to do (work, exercise, clean the house, be a good friend), the deeper the dive my mental health took. ::
Depression and anxiety are old friends of mine... well, not exactly friends, so let’s say long time familiars. The other times in my adult life that things have been rough / inner peace has felt impossible to find, I’ve taken off on some sort of trip and had some sort of spiritual awakening — work exchanges on organic farms for a season, a 10-day silent meditation retreat, or living and serving at an ashram for a month. This time though, I’m a sole parent with limited financial means, and taking off was 💯 percent NOT an option. A conversation with my therapist helped me to realize that in order to heal, I had to commit to a mindfulness practice like it was my only job other than mothering. I started up my daily meditation practice (thanks @choosemuse!) that I’d dropped last summer, and sought out a yoga studio with a special “intro month” offer so I could afford to go as much as possible in a 30-day period. ::
The first day I got on my mat in the hot room at @modoyogabloorwest the first thought that hit me was “I’m home.” I’d not done much Modo/Moksha, I’d been an avid Bikram practitioner a number of years ago, but it was clear to me from the get-go that it was just what I needed — that class I smiled from a place I hadn’t in a long while, I pushed my physical edges but I also took it easier when my body told me to, and I even cried in savasana — in short, I had a small but significant awakening in that 60 minutes in the middle of a Tuesday. I’ve been going to classes at least 3x/wk since, and I’m truly feeling better. Phew.
Someone’s having the time of her life🍍
This trip has been wonderful so far, and it’s really made me reflect on the last two years of life with this little coconut. .
For those who have followed me for a while, you’ll know I dealt with postpartum anxiety and depression which made my first year as a mama a very difficult one. Fast forward to now, with support behind me and anti anxiety medication & I am feeling like myself again & truly enjoying time with my little bean so much. I loved her immensely from the beginning, but now I can enjoy my time with her without being constantly worried about things or dealing with random sadness that postpartum depression brings. .
The joy I feel when I’m with her is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
If you’re struggling, reach out for help. You deserve it & so do your kiddos 💕 #hawaii#travel#momlife#blog#postpartum#maternalmentalhealth#mentalhealth#honest#easter#thankful#toddlersofinstagram#girlmom#yqr#saskatchewan#honolulu#mygirl
SPECIAL TIME • I’ve been trying hard to make some final special memories of our time as a family of three. As much as we are looking forward to the next step in our journey as a family, it’s difficult not to feel a bit sad about our adventures as a trio coming to an end. How did you find going from one little monkey to two?
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Thank you to everyone who helped make @nicumentalhealthweek such a fantastic week! Those who ran sessions, donated items, organised goodies for staff and families, used the resources, shared their stories, we are so thankful for everyone who participated. SSNAP's support for the mental health of families in the neonatal unit will go on, with your help! Thank you to everyone who helps us to look after the babies and families of the neonatal unit, you are amazing!
‘You are loved more then you will ever know’ - Romans 5:8 ❤️🙌🏾
Such a fun Easter holiday with my boys! An exhausting 3 weeks (here’s a glimpse) but so much fun 🤸🏽♂️🎉
Easter is a time to celebrate new beginnings and I’m celebrating these two trouble makers! ❤️❤️ Your arrivals made everything new again and exploring the world through your eyes seems like I’m seeing things for the first time again!
Well, thanks for keeping me grounded boys and excuse me while I just finish off a few more of the Easter eggs... while you sleep .... shhhhhh 🤫
We can’t be the only ones right?... That’s one of the many parenting perks isn’t it❓😳
This afternoon I wanted to talk about triggers and cptsd.
I don’t know about you but this quote is preaching at me today.
I tend to avoid all my triggers currently, and at the moment that IS healthy. But to get toward recovery, I have to start facing and coping with triggers. This past month I’ve slowly started doing that.
My therapist told me we can’t work on trauma until we have coping skills for the trauma and I am good enough at actually using them that they’re easy for me to recall and use when I need to.
I’ve started reaching the point where I’m able to recenter and remember to use coping skills when I’m spiraling, now we’ve started addressing how to work through some triggers.
One I’ve talked about in my stories is working out. Working out was a huge trigger for me because the narcissist in my life valued it over people and was so absorbed in it he was neglectful. I’ve started working out now after loathing it my whole life because of him (and because I’m not sporty but that’s not the topic rn😂) and it has been challenging to stuff the CPTSD thoughts and feelings. Now my therapist has instructed me to list out loud all the reasons why I’m working out to remember that I am vastly different from him whenever the thoughts come.
Another huge trigger for me is children being disciplined / parents being angry. That word is even hard for me to use. I tried to think of a different one but couldn’t. When my daughter is acting up and I try to put her in time out, or feel frustrated myself I have this whole crazy thing go down in my brain where I’m slammed with fear over my own feelings and afraid to touch my daughter or put her in time out. I have vivid flashbacks of brutality and lose my strictness. This isn’t good in creating firm, good boundaries for my daughter and it’s not good for me as a parent. I got lucky-my therapist used to be child behavioral therapist before working with adults (or something like that), and she was able to help give me a way to handle the situations that doesn’t include time out and she is helping me to address not being afraid of anger. No emotion is inherently bad.
What triggers are you working through? Stay strong💕
I still don’t get this...it is just mind boggling that screening throughout the postpartum period isn’t required when postpartum depression is the NUMBER ONE complication of childbirth. And that there are SO many hurdles to get this implemented as routine. This is common sense people!
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I’m sure you’ve read “be kind for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” It’s so true. We can’t see mental illness. We can’t always see the struggle.
Everyone has their own pain that they deal with daily. Instead of coming from a place of judgment, try and understand people from a perspective of pain. Smile at others. Say “hello.” Simply put, be a good human.
What are we communicating when we are constantly saying sorry? “Sorry for being me” or “ Sorry for being an inconvenience” or even “Sorry for having a different opinion.”
Even more important than these statements is understanding why they have become routine responses. When we are often apologetic, it may signal deeper concerns like:
▪️having difficulty standing up for ourselves
▪️having people pleasing tendencies
▪️having ineffective interpersonal skills
▪️a history of unhealthy relationships (both familial and romantic)
▪️impairments in mood
**the list goes on
It’s important to understand the “why” so change can be long-term. Remember: our communication skills are inherited by our children.
Are you an over-apologizer?
This week's story is shared by Jamie (@mamamentor) Link in bio and stories for entire post.
By the time I was 31, I had lost my parents, including my stepdad. I lost my stepdad in 2007, my mom a month after my wedding in 2014, and my dad three months after our first child was born in 2017. I know I’m not alone in this, but it sure feels that way. .
My grief journey has been confusing, frustrating and almost non-existent at times. Some days I think I’m still stuck in the denial phase, just pretending that they’re all on vacation together somewhere. .
What I can tell you is that these consecutive losses have created a woman I almost don’t recognize but have come to accept. The anxiety I experience on a daily basis has been the most drastic change in my life and this was only heightened when we had our first child. .
Nora came into the world in September of 2017 and in that moment, I knew why I was born. I also finally understood (as my mom always said) why she did the things she did. I’ve never felt more like my mom than when I became a mom myself. But, it also brought up tons of emotions for me because it seemed impossible that I would be able to manage being a mother without my own mom to help. .
In those first few months, I was so controlling about Nora. My dad lived five minutes away from us and so he was around to help out, but it wasn’t the same as having your mom, a woman, help. .
Looking back, I guess I’m not surprised that I ended up being diagnosed with postpartum depression. I think my brain and body were trying to trick me into thinking that I couldn’t do this without my mom and that I had made a huge mistake. Thankfully, I was self-aware enough to see that something wasn’t right, and I went see my doctor. .
I knew that I needed to take care of myself first to be able to take care of my daughter. After only a few months of meds, I started to feel somewhat back to my normal self. And just to be clear, my normal self is usually a woman with a million things on her to-do list, which just masks her true emotions of feeling lost without her parents...(link in bio for the rest).