Hello, let me introduce myself first..
For the first 30 years of my life, everything was smooth and worry-free. I was my parents’ most beloved child, found my true love in college, and happily married him after graduation.
At work, I was my boss’s most valued employee. Whenever I was in charge of a project, colleagues would inevitably say, “Oh, then I’m totally at ease.” I was constantly named “Employee of the Year,” with generous bonuses every year.
Later, I started my own business. Within just three months, I had broken into the market and started making money. By the fifth month, I was earning twice my previous salary. Growth was steady month after month. Right when the business needed more hands, I serendipitously met an amazing partner, and the company reached a whole new level.
Really, it seemed like at every step, whatever I needed, a pair of hands would always place it right in front of me, just in time.
My Two Girls: Ellie & Mia
Meet Ellie, My Firstborn
In 2020, my husband and I decided to have a child. After trying for over a year, we finally got the news in 2021 that a little one was on the way. In 2022, we welcomed our first child, Ellie. She made me a mother.
She is utterly adorable—big eyes, rosy skin, chubby little hands. Every time I look at her, I can’t help but give her a kiss. She is pure joy, and I love her more each day.
But as a first-time mom, I faced unprecedented difficulties. The postpartum tearing wouldn’t heal, and the pain was excruciating. Clogged milk ducts made my breasts hard as rocks. The severe sleep deprivation… And what was even more crushing was that, with zero parenting experience, I was clueless when faced with her unexplained wailing, night terrors, refusal to nurse, constipation, diarrhea, fevers… I desperately searched online, longing for one accurate, truly useful answer!
It was during this time that I thought, once I make it through this “dark” path, I must leave a light on for other new moms.
And Then Came Mia
Ellie had just turned one when I got pregnant again. In 2024, we welcomed our second daughter, Mia.
Completely different from Ellie, Mia is a great eater and sleeper. Although she had her fussy moments in the first two months, starting almost from month three, she became super easygoing. She feeds on schedule, gradually sleeps through the night, loves her solid foods, and adapted quickly when I had to stop breastfeeding due to mastitis.
This made me realize just how vastly different babies can be! It made me even more determined to write about my experiences.
Why I Had to Start This Blog
The Catalyst: A Life Pivoted
After Mia was born, my business also began to decline sharply. I had no choice but to close it and become a full-time mom. My work no longer involves Excel and Word, but instead revolves around changing diapers, washing bottles, making baby food, and managing household chores…
This has been a monumental challenge for me. All my past achievements seem irrelevant now. Managing two young children has brought me a sense of frustration I’ve never known before.
The Daily Reality
They are always fighting over things. When one is in my arms, the other immediately demands to be held too. When I try to cook, Ellie wants me to read her a book. When I attempt to load the washing machine, Mia has a diaper blowout, and I must drop everything to change her…
By the time I finish all that, I see the cup of hot coffee on the table has gone cold again. And it’s not until evening that I remember, “Oh my goodness, the clothes are still in the hamper, unwashed!”
Of course, being a mom is filled with happiness, but that doesn’t negate how hard it is.
My Promise to You
Because I’ve walked this path myself, I won’t just tell you how joyful motherhood is, like many websites do. I want to share my real, unfiltered experiences so every new mom can find a “companion” here.
I want to tell you: you are not alone. What you’re going through, I’ve been there too. Your breakdowns, your helplessness, your moments of losing control—I’ve had them all. You don’t need to feel guilty. This is just a small, necessary stretch of the journey for every mom.
My Hope for This Space
I really want to share my parenting experiences—not just the warm, glowing moments, but to honestly document the pitfalls I’ve stumbled into, the tears I’ve shed, and the “survival wisdom” I’ve scraped together in utter exhaustion.
The Goal: A Mom’s Toolkit
I hope this blog becomes a “mom’s toolkit,” filled not with vague theories, but with:
- Practical Tips: Like how to quickly figure out why a baby is crying, tried-and-true methods for dealing with clogged ducts, or how to efficiently manage the daily grind with twins (or two under two) solo.
- Pitfall Avoidance Guides: Sharing the baby products I regret buying the most, and those “game-changer” parenting hacks. Letting you know which parenting anxieties you can let go of, and which principles are worth holding onto.
- A Community for Moms: I hope my stories connect me with more moms like you. We can cheer each other on in the comments, share our own tricks, turning the storms we face alone into a journey we walk together.
The Bigger Vision
My previous career taught me to analyze data, solve problems, and optimize processes. Now, I’m applying all those skills to this new “position” of Mom. I want to prove that a mom’s value is absolutely not confined to the home. The mindset, resilience, and creativity we built in our careers can shine just as brightly—perhaps even brighter—in this more complex, long-term “project” of raising humans, and can even be transformed into a force that helps others.
My hope is simple: that every mom who opens this blog can let out a sigh of relief and say, “So it’s not just me.” Then, she can find a bit of practical info, a dose of comforting solidarity, and return to her sweet, chaotic mom-life with a little more confidence and a little less weight on her shoulders.
This road? Let’s walk it together.
Re: anyone feel like a Single Mom sometimes?
Yup. It comes in phases. Lately it's been a looooooong stretch of being super mom, super wife, super homemaker and super employee. I'm exhausted. DH and I had an argument about this last night.
First of all, single moms rock. I have no idea how they handle it all. They are saints.
Secondly, do you work? I won't tell you about how my family works because you asked responders to not do that, but isn't it only fair that he helps and does his part? He is also a parent. I'm not trying to be snarky at all, I'm just curious as to why you let him off the hook so easily when he says he's tired. Aren't YOU tired?
"Wearing his BING CROSBY clothes and crooning...buuuh buuh buuuh"
Yes, all the time!
Oh, wait...that's probably because I am haha
All of this. I can understand giving your DH 30 min. to unwind after coming home but I assume it was his sperm that met your egg and help create this life. Therefore, IMHO, it his 50% his responsibility to help out tired or not. Sure, sometimes I feel like a single mom too but I know that the moment I tell DH to do something he'll do it. He's always in charge of bedtime routines and almost all diaper changes. Don't be the martyr and speak up, in a respectful way of course.
I do sometimes. DH usually works evenings, so dinner, bath, bed is all me. I also get up with Bean, so wakeup, breakfast, clothes change, play time, up through morning nap (if that happens) is usually me, also. He will take Bean in the afternoon (unless he's working a double), and let me take a nap or clean the bathrooms, or whatever. That's nice.
Also, usually on his days off, he will take Bean out and do something, so I can get some time to myself. Time to myself = nap.
I sometimes push myself beyond what I do, because I want to be "super mom."
When I start to feel overwhelmed, I give DH whatever is left to be done for the day (with DS).
Im a SAHM, and my "job" is to take care of the house and animals (since the animals were my decision to have). However, I had a long conversation with DH about how my "job" is not to take care of DS. Raising DS is parenthood, a partnership. He needs to do his part, just like I need to do my part.
Ditto this. DH is a student so his schedule varies. He is currently home for a MONTH, which has been awesome. But prior to that? We didn't see him at AT ALL for almost two weeks. It was brutal. I wanted to cry and I definitely wanted to hit the floor and kiss the ground that single moms walk on, because I honestly have no idea how they do it.
My husband IS helpful when he is around, but here is the thing... we both work full time, but my work day is shorter than DH's.
I drop Jackson off at DC, pick him up, and am home with him for about 3.5 hours by the time DH gets home from work. I do 99% of the cooking and cleaning, after a full day of work. By the time DH gets home from work Jackson is really only awake for an hour, if that (sometimes he is asleep), so there is not much help to be had.
My sister is living with me now so the balancing act that I had to do (at least temporarily) is a lot easier because there is someone to give me a hand, but I know that won't last forever and then it will be back to doing things on my own.