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: May Randoms
@ccmrc143 how is your little guy today?? Croup is terrifying. I hope you get some answers when you see the ENT.
On the learning opportunities front, I need a couple of stitches after my third and I said sure, fine to letting the student do the stitches. It was 1000% worse than the entire unmedicated labour and delivery 😂 I was like ok yes you clearly need to practice, but I really regret letting you practice on me.
today a “friend” of mine who is pregnant as well and due in 3 weeks saw me and said I was huge. I’m like girrrrll you’re pregnant you should know you’re not supposed to say things like that 😂 but I was like yuuuppp I’m huge whatever I’m just happy to have a baby.
as for little almost 26 week baby, he’s kicking up a storm! We will have our next fetal echo on May 16. The hope is that with each of these appointments we see no change other than a growing baby (in an echo all they look at besides the heart is the length of his femur to determine growth but it’s better than nothing). The bigger he is at birth, the more likely he is to respond well to and recover quickly from surgery. I’ve been guarding my brain a bit on the specifics of the surgeries and potential complications vs transplant. It still feels like we can’t count on birth, since his viability is probably more around the 35-37 week mark than a healthy baby who might do ok at 28 weeks in the NICU. So we’re going to wait until we hit the early 30s before meeting with NICU and surgeons and making all our plans for our big stay (and plans for DS while we’re dealing with all of this). That said, there’s so very much to do ahead of time with insurance, scheduling, finances, childcare, and emotionally preparing our family for this. DS is 2 and I’m determined to keep his life as normal as possible and prioritize spending quality time with him no matter what else is going on.
I feel really stupid this morning last night I was running behind and by the time I made it out to put up the chickens and ducks it was dark there are lights around the coop but it’s pretty dim inside so I decided to bring my head lamp and put it on my shoulder (when it’s on my head I get bugs all over my face so I thought I’d try it this way) everything started out ok I go in get the food dispenser and come back with the hose before going back in I notice a spider the size of my palm on the roof of the coop right above the door ( I’ve had major arachnophobia all of my life it’s gotten significantly better in recent years especially working a homestead in a subtropical climate but if they are rather large or startle me I still struggle) I sprayed it with the hose to get it to move and went in now I’m in an enclosed space in the dark with an aggressive rooster that I have to hold at bay with a stick in one hand and fill the waters with the hose in the other while being blinded by the headlamp I so brilliantly put on my shoulder🤦♀️ once the waters are filled I am trying to one handed pick up the four eggs that have been laid since the last time I was in the coop hold the rooster at bay and watch the spider who I now see is right on the door frame of the coop all so here’s where things go south my fear gets the better of my and I decided to sprint past the spider out of the coop with a hose and 5’x2” wooden dowel in one hand and four eggs in the other I tripped on the threshold went completely airborne and slammed into the maternity ward coop I don’t really know what happened I remembered feeling my foot catch then scrambling up off the second coop because I can’t allow myself to be that vulnerable so close to the rooster I must have punched the coop or something in the fall though since my thumb was bleeding pretty good under the nail when I took my gloves off and is extremely sore this morning I don’t know what hit my face but my jaw was red and sore last night seems ok this morning so it couldn’t have been to bad when I came inside immediately after I was shaking from adrenaline and was covered in mud from midway up my thighs to my feet my elbows to wrist and my bump😞 the dirt/mud on my bump was a lot lighter than my legs and arms which makes me think I didn’t actually hit my stomach unfortunately it all happened so fast and I got up so quick I don’t think I really processed exactly what happened I cleaned up and laid down asap inside and my husband finished taking care of the chickens and ducks apparently I only smashed two eggs so he was able to salvage the other two once I laid down and drank water our little one was moving around like normal I just feel so stupid for putting myself in this position over a spider that probably wouldn’t have moved a muscle if I walked past it calmly sorry for the long post just wanted to get it off my chest and feel pretty embarrassed by the situation so this seemed and appropriate place to share