Two years ago today, I started this blog with this post.
Last year, on my 40th birthday, which was also my first “blogaversary”, I posted this:
When I was younger, I really wanted people to think I was beautiful,
then I wanted them to think of me as smart, then I wanted to be funny,
now I just want to bring people comfort.
I got some interesting responses to this statement, you can read them here.
Turns out it wasn’t just wishful thinking.
Back in September 2011, I didn’t know that in March I would start the Mama’s Comfort Camp group on Facebook, and I certainly didn’t know it was going to blossom into a space where hundreds of moms from around the world would share their deepest thoughts. And when I say hundreds I mean 300. As of today, my 41st birthday, we passed the 300 mark. Wow.
I’m totally floored by that. But it’s not just the numbers, it’s the quality of what’s being shared that really gets me. Mamas are taking the mask off and telling it like it is in the safest space possible: not visible to non-members, no unsolicited advice, lots of permission to have your feelings, and reminders that you are very good enough, no matter how imperfect you feel.