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: Unplanned csection and sadness
This was definitely not the birth experience I had planned for or wanted, but in the end I have a healthy baby boy and I know that is what truly matters. I guess I've "moved on" in that it is not bothering me any more. Although I am getting very antsy to get back to my normal active life and this recovery thing stinks!
They had me try to rotate but when I moved she decelerated a ton. It turns out she was stuck sunny-side up and couldn't tuck her chin to get past my pubic bone. During pushing, my blood pressure suddenly plummeted (I think it was 80/50). Since she seemed distressed, my blood pressure was low, and I had been in labor for 34 hours, they took me to do a C-section. I hated being separated from her. She stayed apart from me even longer that I would have expected because she had jaundice and coombs.
I was really upset, nothing went as planned at all. I feel a lot better now. I think spending lots of time with my daughter and being able to breastfeed her really helped me overcome my sadness over the way she was born. That, and constantly reminding myself that we were both in distress and it needed to be done.
Yes.
I wanted a natural birth, but also was open to an epidural, depending upon how things went. I went into labor naturally at 40w5d. My water broke when I was only 2cm. Luckily, I had my son in Germany, so they let me go longer than they would have in the states. 12 hours or so into active labor, they wanted to do a c section because I was progressing so slowly. I fought it, but another five hours later he was showing signs of distress (tachycardia, I got a fever). So it was game over, then.
I was very sad. He may be my only child, so I knew that was my one shot. The WORST thing anyone said/can say is "at least you have a healthy baby, that is all that matters!". That just sweeps your sadness under the rug, IMO.
Allow yourself to grieve a bit, it too me months to get past it. I still can't look at newborns being handed to their moms, or placed on their chest, I cry and get upset I missed out on that.
Remind yourself you did all you could. Sometimes it just goes to hell, and it's not your fault.
(hugs)
DS born via unplanned C-section at 40w6d
My husband knows I'm sad and feels bad. He keeps asking what he can do to help. He's trying so hard to understand and is so supportive, but just doesn't understand the feeling.
But because of decreased fetal movement I went in for weekly NSTs. After the did an U/S the doctor said that there was low fluid and reduced blood flow to the baby, who was measuring in the 90th percentile (they were exact with the weight) and said that I had a high chance of stillbirth and if I wanted to avoid an emergancy c section I needed to be induced that day.
I was completely ignored by the doctors in the hospital because they kept getting busy. They gave me prostiglanden gel because they said it could be done more often than the cervidil. But then they got busy and for 3 days gave me doses ever 15-16 hours rather than the 6hours break they told me they were going to do. I had no change in my cervix at all. They did one cervidil on the 4th day and it didn't change anything either. After a horrible encounter with a doctor that was pure evil and checked me and begun stretching my cervix while I was screaming and begging him to stop (he didn't) I was physically and emotionally drained.
The next morning they were about to set me up to pitocin when I asked if I could talk to the OB on call. I told her I was worried about trying the pitocin because my baby's heartrate was already a bit erratic. She told me it the most likely senario was a c section, because of his position, size, and the fact my body was not in any way prepared to go into labor. But they wanted to try the pitocin anyway because there was a small chance that it would work.
DH, my MW, and I all talked about it and I decided that it would be better for him to be born via c section than try to force a vaginal birth that wasn't working after 4 days of induction.
Because I never fully got into active labor I feel like I missed out on something that most Mom's experience, and talk about. I know I made the right decision to have a c section because it was safest for the baby, I still have that 'What if'
I thought that it would have been easier to accept if I had known that there was no other choice, but from the sounds of it a c section is hard for most woman to get over regardless of the situation.
I agree with PP, whenever I see a show on tv where someone has a baby and they put the baby on the mom's chest right away and it's this big magical moment I bawl. I was shaking so bad when they handed me Max I didn't want to hold him.
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