Who needs to talk when you're swimming in the ocean? Watching the flames of a fire? Dancing in the sand, roasting marshmallows, falling in meditative rhythm with the sea?
Sifting through the feedback on my first draft in the way that I do, through gifs, feelings, and long sentences.
My first annual blog post on my birthday because Brimming is officially one year old! Exciting changes coming.
Embarking on this challenge of writing out and sharing my postpartum depression journey here has been the ultimate exercise in vulnerability. I didn't think I would ever in my life write on these topics, and now I'm not sure I will ever stop writing about these topics (I mean, in general. Don't worry, Brimming will... Continue Reading →
If a mom you know and love is brave enough to confide in you, this is a guide to help you through those early conversations.
It was "only baby blues". I was "only moody". I was "only sleep-deprived" and "only hormonal". I was blind to the obvious, I refused to see the truth. The truth, that is only so vivid in retrospect, that I had postpartum depression. You see, I had my misconceptions about it. I had seen it egregiously... Continue Reading →