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I finally see myself through my daughter’s eyes

In my daughter's eyes, I am invincible. She sees the light shine bright inside me, even when I feel like it's so dim.

I loved breastfeeding my son—and that was totally surprising

When my obstetrician asked me my plans around breastfeeding, without hesitation I told her we were going straight to formula. Everything changed once my son was born.

Sometimes I fall into a mental health slump—but it doesn’t make me less of a mother

Mothers are like rocks—we appear solid but can crumble. Crumbling isn't a sign of weakness as the rubble remains strong.

Motherhood is: Sitting in the dark as your child learns to sleep on their own

Each night I spent at least 40 minutes waiting with him and, though it may not seem long, when you have just the few hours between his sleep and your own to prepare for the next day, standing still when there is so much to be done can seem painful.

Leaning into motherhood doesn’t mean I had to give up myself—in fact, it’s the opposite

These women didn't trip and fall into a dark well of motherhood. They chose to be involved mothers, set an intention for who they wanted to be as a mother and as a woman and allowed their choices, shifts or pauses to open up new ways to think and feel.

My journey to becoming a mama through IUI

And so here we are, Mommy, Baba and Kid, figuring it out as we go along.

I never thought I would co-sleep with my kids—until it became exactly what my daughter needed

In this tricky game of getting our kids to sleep, never say never to anything.

I wanted to be the mom that gave 110% on everything—but that left nothing for *me*

Even when Elliot started sleeping through the night, I didn't. I would wake up around 4 am to pump under moonlight, worried my milk supply would drop.

My daughters are no longer babies but I can’t let go of *all* of their baby stuff

How could a mother part with the hospital newborn cap—the one that, if you squeeze your eyes shut and sniff really deeply, still smells a little like fresh baby?

Motherhood is: Choosing to hold my baby over cleaning up the mess

My baby, with rose-petal lips and a perfect fan of lashes, with skin as flawless as a cloudless sky, she won't be this small ever again.

Motherhood is: Feeling like we ‘should’ be doing more

I was up late (again) when I should have been sleeping. I was catching up on work when I should have been taking time for myself. I was looking at Instagram when I should have been folding laundry. I was holding my baby while she napped when I should have been cleaning up.

On my daughter’s 5th birthday, I reflect on how far we’ve both come

I remember her, so tiny and beautiful, sweet and new. And I remember me, innocent and hopeful, exhausted and adrift. Something changed in me the day she was born, but I didn't know that yet.

Being a mom doesn’t get easier—but you get stronger

Without a doubt, I'm getting better at it. Motherhood is like a muscle that just keeps getting stronger, every time you use it.

The early months of motherhood are monotonous—but they don’t last forever

Losing yourself for the sake of your children will be something I never, ever regret. Instead, it will be something I am forever grateful for.

I have 4 kids—and this is the most important thing I’ve learned about parenting

Someone asked me recently what it's like to have four kids, and I paused.

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