Hey Sis!
April is Stress Awareness Month, and honestly, what better time to check in and reflect on this wild, beautiful, and at times overwhelming journey called motherhood? It’s been a few months since I gave birth, and while my heart has never been fuller, I won’t lie, it’s also never been more tender, stretched, and raw. Postpartum has been a season of learning, unlearning, and surrendering.
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Where I Am with Postpartum
Eight months in, I’m finally starting to feel like myself again, well, a new version of myself. Physically, my body is still healing, and mentally, I’m still adjusting to the emotional whiplash that postpartum brings. Some days I wake up energized, excited, and ready to take on the day with my little one. Other days, the exhaustion feels like a fog I can’t push through.
But I’m learning to give myself grace. One major shift has been allowing myself to exist outside of productivity. I don’t need to “bounce back.” I don’t need to have all the answers. I just need to show up as I am, and trust that is enough.
Managing the Highs and Lows
Navigating the duality of postpartum has been the most humbling part. There are days I feel deeply connected to my baby, in awe of what my body has done. Then there are days I feel disconnected from myself, my partner, and even my purpose.
To manage the highs and lows, I’ve embraced a few grounding tools:
- Journaling & Prayer: Getting honest on paper and with God has kept me anchored.
- Movement: Gentle walks and YouTube workouts (shout out to Grow with Jo!) remind me of my strength.
- Supplements & Care: Taking my MaryRuth Organics multivitamin daily and drinking herbal teas helps regulate my body and mind.
- Community: Sharing how I really feel with other moms has been a lifeline. We need sisterhood more than we know.
What I Want Other Women to Know
If you’re a new mom or planning to become one, here’s my heart-to-heart with you:
- Postpartum is not just physical — it’s deeply emotional and spiritual.
- Your identity will shift, and that’s okay. It doesn’t mean you’ve lost yourself; it means you’re evolving.
- Ask for help. You’re not weak for needing support.
- You don’t have to enjoy every moment. Loving your baby and missing your old self can coexist.
Motherhood: Expectation vs. Reality
I thought motherhood would look like cozy cuddles, matching outfits, and soft lullabies. And while it definitely has those moments, the reality has been much messier — and much more beautiful in its rawness. It’s cracked me open in ways I never anticipated.
I didn’t expect to grieve my old life, or feel frustrated at how invisible mothers can feel in the world. I didn’t know how much I’d miss spontaneity or silence. But I also didn’t know how fiercely I could love, how resilient I could be, or how much joy I’d find in the tiniest things — like baby giggles or warm bottles at 3 AM.
What I’ve Learned and Unlearned
Motherhood has taught me that:
- Rest is a form of resistance.
- Control is an illusion.
- My body deserves reverence, not criticism.
I’ve had to unlearn the idea that I need to do it all. That I should be a supermom who runs a business, keeps a spotless home, maintains a social life, and looks good doing it. Nope. I’m learning to be instead of always doing.
As I continue this journey, I’m committed to grace over grind. To softness over shame. And to honoring every version of myself — the woman I was, the mother I am becoming, and everything in between.
If you’re reading this and feeling overwhelmed or unsure, I want you to know you’re not alone. There is no perfect way to mother. Just your way and that’s more than enough.
Don’t forget to watch my latest Motherhood Journey video on YouTube where I share this experience in more depth—raw, real, and full of heart. You can find it on my channel @HerMillennialCloset.
I hope you enjoyed reading this blog as much as I enjoyed writing it for you, till next time
