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.
meggyme
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Re: Birth Announcements!
He came because of a premature rupture of the amniotic sac as a result of excessively high amniotic fluid levels and moderate pre-eclampsia. I'm not kidding you, they took out 6 Liters of fluid from my uterus!
My little superman, stronger than his momma, is a true fighter. He had lots of scary tests, a few seizures, and a few apneas in his breathing at first. But now almost a week later, he is completely off any breathing help, is just starting to gain a little weight after losing some and having several good days in a row. At birth he was 3.8lbs and 14 in long (he loves to show off his long legs). Yesterday is was 3.3 lbs. Full head of fluffy brown hair. Long fingers. We will probably be in the nicu until the end of Jan or into Feb. It's hard to day at this point.
His sisters love him (the 3 year old is a bit confused), but he is the talk of 6 yos class and her whole school is making a prayer chain for him. We have lots of prayers being said for him which means the world to us. We are just taking things one day /week at a time at this point. I'll try to come on here and update all of you as I can. Good luck with all of the remainder of your pregnancies. When we move to a private group, I'd love to be a part of it. This community has been such a wonderful outlet for me through all of this, my most difficult pregnancy, but not with the worst outcome! ;-)
My baby boy was born Feb 20. After my water broke, I was in labor for 28 hours during which time my labor had to be stalled multiple times because his heartrate dropped dangerously low. After a big scare when his heartrate was in the 60s for minutes, he was born via c section, his umbilical cord was wrapped tightly and multiple times around his neck.
Despite everything, he is fine. At 38w+2, he was already 7lbs 11oz and 20 inches long. We are both healthy and home. I never wanted a c section but it was clearly the best for the situation.
Started having signs of early labor around 7 PM on the 26th. Water broke on it’s own at home at around 2:45 AM. Got to labor and delivery by 4AM and labor started quickly picking up from there. Got epidural by around 6:30 in case of uterine rupture and emergency c-section just as a precaution. Took a nap and woke up around 8:25 AM in excruciating pain and told that baby’s heart rate was dropping. Got rushed to OR, but epidural dose increase was not taking affect quickly enough so I was given general anesthesia. Woke up to husband and baby Mary and lo and behold, despite a less than 1% chance and being a great candidate for vbac, my uterus had ruptured.
Despite this little girls dramatic entrance to the world both of us are doing great. Though it seems this little girl is a bit of drama queen.