Category Archives: PPDemons

Instead of resolutions: a Permission Slip to Slip.

And the the giveaway winner is: Laura. Hugs to all who didn’t win this time, more chances coming soon. This post is dedicated to my beloved #ppdchat friends. I’ve been so consumed  with creating events and classes here in Ithaca, that I’ve been rather absent on twitter. I miss you all, I’ll be back soon….

Forced Gratitude Tastes Like Guilt (and a permission slip ritual)

This post is dedicated to Amy B. I am stroking your hair and sending adoption papers Godspeed your way. Forced Gratitude Tastes Like Guilt Now that’s a title for a Thanksgiving post, isn’t it? As a mother recovering from anxiety and depression, there are plenty of moments where I  have zero access to the truckloads…

Special #PPDSpeakEasy comfort camp

WTF world? Why so much pain? Too many people I love, most of them mothers, especially #ppdchat moms, are having a particularly hard time this week. I don’t usually use the F word here, not even as a letter. But something is going on. Is Mercury in retrograde? Are there storms on the sun? This isn’t funny….

Hope in a Phone Call

Yay! Robin is here! With her take on the #PPDSpeakEasy. Because she participated in many — she even hosted one! And because September will have triple the hope: I’ll be holding three  (3!) support chats, because it’s my birthday, and I am giving back to all of you. So Robin stopped by and invited her…

Susan’s Rainy Day Letter (Hope in an Envelope 4)

Yay! Susan is here! (I love her twitter name: @learndhappiness) with her very own Rainy Day Letter. What a sweet, wise letter. I particularly care for the list of good moments which can act as evidence and proof that you are undeniably a good mother. Having such a list is really good for those times when the PPDemons…

This I Believe

Not exactly a manifesto, call this a mommy-festo if you will, here is what I believe with all of my heart and soul: About Motherhood Motherhood is the hardest job on the planet. Even if you climbed Mt. Everest, motherhood will challenge you more than the tallest peaks. Miraculously, unbelievably, (thankfully!) this is somehow all worth it. But why,…

Of Course I am Anxious (part 2) + Wound-Licking Time Out

So, where were we?  In part 1, we talked about how to get ourselves off the hook and begin to stop feeling guilty for being anxious. And about disarming anxiety rather than fighting it.  And how this is scary, and very empowering. It was sort of a what’s-in-it-for-you kind of post. This one here is…

Of course I am anxious. How about you? (Part 1)

This post is about disarming anxiety with Permission-Based Healing. About meeting yourself where you are, and not making your going be any tougher than it has to be. It’s about how to bring Ease to What Is when what is hurts. This post is dedicated to my #ppdchat friends: Jamie, (@jamesandjax on twitter, she blogs…

Hope in an Envelope: Rach’s Rainy Day Letter

My lovely #PPDchat friend Rach (@donutsmama on Twitter) was moved by this post on the The Opportunity in Setbacks and Rainy Days Letters. I challenged her to actually sid down and write herself one of those letters,  to have on hand when the next setback happened. Below is Rachana’s letter to herself in all its glory….

Discomfort, Disappointments, Anger, and Love (part 2)

Part 1 was a whine about a tough trip, and a yay for how my husband and I rocked it emotionally  (while explaining how you might use these ideas when your going gets tough). In this Part 2 we explore the fight that followed and the subject of anger in a loving relationship: being angry, the…

Category Archives: PPDemons

Instead of resolutions: a Permission Slip to Slip.

And the the giveaway winner is: Laura. Hugs to all who didn’t win this time, more chances coming soon. This post is dedicated to my beloved #ppdchat friends. I’ve been so consumed  with creating events and classes here in Ithaca, that I’ve been rather absent on twitter. I miss you all, I’ll be back soon….

Forced Gratitude Tastes Like Guilt (and a permission slip ritual)

This post is dedicated to Amy B. I am stroking your hair and sending adoption papers Godspeed your way. Forced Gratitude Tastes Like Guilt Now that’s a title for a Thanksgiving post, isn’t it? As a mother recovering from anxiety and depression, there are plenty of moments where I  have zero access to the truckloads…

Special #PPDSpeakEasy comfort camp

WTF world? Why so much pain? Too many people I love, most of them mothers, especially #ppdchat moms, are having a particularly hard time this week. I don’t usually use the F word here, not even as a letter. But something is going on. Is Mercury in retrograde? Are there storms on the sun? This isn’t funny….

Hope in a Phone Call

Yay! Robin is here! With her take on the #PPDSpeakEasy. Because she participated in many — she even hosted one! And because September will have triple the hope: I’ll be holding three  (3!) support chats, because it’s my birthday, and I am giving back to all of you. So Robin stopped by and invited her…

Susan’s Rainy Day Letter (Hope in an Envelope 4)

Yay! Susan is here! (I love her twitter name: @learndhappiness) with her very own Rainy Day Letter. What a sweet, wise letter. I particularly care for the list of good moments which can act as evidence and proof that you are undeniably a good mother. Having such a list is really good for those times when the PPDemons…

This I Believe

Not exactly a manifesto, call this a mommy-festo if you will, here is what I believe with all of my heart and soul: About Motherhood Motherhood is the hardest job on the planet. Even if you climbed Mt. Everest, motherhood will challenge you more than the tallest peaks. Miraculously, unbelievably, (thankfully!) this is somehow all worth it. But why,…

Of Course I am Anxious (part 2) + Wound-Licking Time Out

So, where were we?  In part 1, we talked about how to get ourselves off the hook and begin to stop feeling guilty for being anxious. And about disarming anxiety rather than fighting it.  And how this is scary, and very empowering. It was sort of a what’s-in-it-for-you kind of post. This one here is…

Of course I am anxious. How about you? (Part 1)

This post is about disarming anxiety with Permission-Based Healing. About meeting yourself where you are, and not making your going be any tougher than it has to be. It’s about how to bring Ease to What Is when what is hurts. This post is dedicated to my #ppdchat friends: Jamie, (@jamesandjax on twitter, she blogs…

Hope in an Envelope: Rach’s Rainy Day Letter

My lovely #PPDchat friend Rach (@donutsmama on Twitter) was moved by this post on the The Opportunity in Setbacks and Rainy Days Letters. I challenged her to actually sid down and write herself one of those letters,  to have on hand when the next setback happened. Below is Rachana’s letter to herself in all its glory….

Discomfort, Disappointments, Anger, and Love (part 2)

Part 1 was a whine about a tough trip, and a yay for how my husband and I rocked it emotionally  (while explaining how you might use these ideas when your going gets tough). In this Part 2 we explore the fight that followed and the subject of anger in a loving relationship: being angry, the…