Dear Mom who needs to say "I'm Sorry",
Yeah, I said it.
No matter how old you are, it sucks to feel like you've done something wrong; Especially when it comes to your children.
It sucks even more when you know you need to say "Sorry" for what you've done.
Admitting personal failures is tough for everyone.
We've all been there:
On our last leg of energy for the day,
completely mentally bogged down by something else,
haven't showered in 4 days,
and the house is a mess.
And then you LOSE IT!
Lose your cool.
That mom that you want to be flies out the window and you yell and scream
about the kids dropping a cup of water on the floor
Or asking you how bees make honey for the 5th time in a row
Or about them asking what is for dinner (they need to eat again?)
Whatever the breaking point is, you YELL. And I don't just mean the "oh crap don't touch that", I mean the YELL that only your family knows exists.
The one that means you are at your wits end and can't handle another thing.
You walk outside. You run to the bathroom to take a shower. You do anything to get out of the situation as soon as possible because your blood feels like it will boil out of your body. How the heck can NO ONE else see you're about to explode if you have to replace one more toilet paper roll?
You get out for a second and breathe.
And it hits...
You just SCREAMED. Screamed at your kids.
Because they just wanted to know what was for dinner?
Because they wanted to go outside?
You lost it.
You broke the trust and you're supposed to be the adult. How can they trust someone who will lose it like this?
But now is where you have to swallow it and become a better parent.
The moment that changes things from horrible in your mind into a possible teaching moment and lesson in humility.
You go back in the house and there they are
They look at you and you look at them.
You turn off the TV and you look every one of them in the eyes and you start to cry.
"I'm Sorry," you say.
"I'm sorry for losing my cool and yelling at you guys over something that really wasn't anything. I am so focused on other things I lost it and I'm so sorry. Can you please forgive me?"
They look at you and say nearly in unison,
"Its okay mommy! I understand, we get angry too. Its okay.
I love you!"
But guess what?
Sometimes swallowing that pride is all it takes.
Your kids love you. They love the HELL out of you actually.
And saying you are sorry is hard sometimes, but showing them you are human and screw up too is one of the best lessons you can teach them.
To the Mom who needs to say "I'm sorry"...
Just do it.
But for your sake and your kids (we've ALL been there) just say it.
With nothing but love and understanding,
#lafayetteindiana #kokomoindiana #newmom #momlife #parent #doula
Your placenta isn't really going anywhere:
Aside from with YOU to YOUR HOME.
That's how my Placenta Encapsulation process works!
Your placenta never leaves you (or a trusted family member).
It never travels anywhere, but to YOUR home!
The more traditional placenta encapsulation process, most people think about is done in the encapsulator's home. This brings about SO many questions and has brought more sanitation problems than I care to mention (the "dog eating the placenta" horror stories are true).
Some of this practice is completely great and many encapsulator's do a wonderful job, but raising the bar on standards is SO IMPORTANT for your safety and the future of the placenta encapsulation process!
While I do practice the Traditional Method of Encapsulation (TCM), I do not and will not take your placenta anywhere. The entire process is done in your kitchen and you can watch the entire process if you'd like!
(Or I can do it while you aren't home if you'd like to NOT see any of it)
There's no risk of contamination from my personal space.
(Outside of the bacteria from your home; I sanitize all of my work space and tools)
No risk of mixing up of placentas.
No risk of my husband taking it out of the freezer to cook thinking it is a steak.
No risk of my dog eating it.
No risk of one of my children grabbing it out of the fridge because it looks cool.
You can rest easy knowing your placenta is in your home
and is not being tampered with in any way.
As a Trained Postpartum Placenta Specialist the highest standards of safety and care are my priority;
And that starts with your placenta NOT going places!
#placentaencapsulation #PPS #placenta #lafayetteindiana #kokomoindiana #postpartum
You're ALL ready.
This is your second baby and you know the drill.
Clothes are washed and put away, room is ready, diapers are purchased, you know how to bathe and feed a baby,
and you've even had your 2 year old carry around a baby doll for months now to get them in the groove.
Then it hits...
That gut wrenching, crying in bed, horrible feeling:
"How will I ever love another child as much as I love my first?"
When your first was born, even if not right away, a bond was created. A feeling of inseparable love; Unconditional and indescribable love.
Your heart grew about 20 sizes and sometimes it still feels like it may burst at any moment with how much your care for your little minion.
How could this feeling happen again?
How could you love another any where near in this way?
The panic sets in.
You begin to question everything and wonder how in the world you're going to do this...
In Greek mythology there is something called a "HYDRA".
A hydra is a creature that when you cut off its one head, it grows back TWO in its place.
Pretty cool right?
Your heart does this as well.
No, you don't grow another heart!
(Wouldn't that be crazy?)
But when you have a second child you do take the size of your heart and double it. The same properties are there; the same ability to love, but it doubles.
You take the mother of one and her heart and love doubles, just as hydra heads do.
Having a second baby can be really scary.
And a lot of times that love/fear reality hits very late in pregnancy and with hormones flying, it can be completely debilitating for a while.
But it is normal.
And, like that hydra, your heart is going to change into something with double the capabilities.
Your love grows.
And although it may not happen right away
(it is completely normal to take some time for adjustment)
and it may be a bit different:
Your love for your new child will be just as great
as for the first!
#secondbaby #newmom #lafayetteindiana #kokomoindiana #parenting #pregnancyfears
Jessica Anne Dill
Mom of 5, Wife, Student, Professional Birth and Postpartum Doula, Placenta Specialist, and best friend of coffee and long naps!