I’m afraid of dying. I have been for most of my life. I remember being a child and worrying that my family might die in a car crash, a fire, an earthquake. It would keep me up at nights and I created mantras that I had to say every night because if I didn’t then SOMETHING BAD was going to …
Comparisons Will Steal Your Joy
The last thing I needed for the first 12 months of our eldest daughter’s life was to compare myself and her to other mothers and their babies. Our sweet poppet was super alert, sensitive, very aware of every single sight, sound and movement in her environment. She almost never slept. I couldn’t put her down for a second. She was …
