Here on Back’NGrooveMom, I am always open and honest with you, my readers, regarding my transition and the absolute craziness of being a mom and a mompreneur. As I embark on some changes and additions on the site, I wanted to share a really special story with you all. Back’NGrooveMom is a place for all moms who need to jump-start their groove whether it be right after baby #1 or after years of staying-at-home.
Having a baby, becoming a mom, and balancing it all with a career is an extremely difficult task on its own. Coupled with postpartum depression, all of the aforementioned can seem nearly impossible. We often keep postpartum depression very quiet and private, but today’s featured mom bravely describes her transition with baby #2, postpartum depression, starting her own business while working, and finding her groove all over again!
I’ve developed a new philosophy… I only dread one day at a time. ~Charlie Brown by Charles Schulz
A few weeks ago, I had some time to sit down with a mom-to-be, Jenny, and chat about what is on her mind. Due in April, this mom-to-be expressed two emotions – anxiety and excitement. The two feelings were very intertwined – there was excitement over the anxiety and anxiety over the excitement. Most of Jenny’s emotions center around the “unknown.” She was both nervous and intrigued (a bit) about the unknown.
Obviously, the baby-to-be would change Jenny and her husband’s lives. It is impossible for them to imagine what will happen to their current routine, existence, and established patterns. I did not want to spoil the surprise for Jenny, and it sort of is unofficial “mom code” to not tell. If we told new moms what to expect, it would strip them of all the crazy emotions that we went through. That would be unfair!
All this fear, anxiety, and excitement got me thinking……are these themes that cycle through a woman’s lifetime? I am definitely experiencing high anxiety over my entrepreneurial vision; forging ahead with my career while still doing everything I did before (nuts); leaving the fam to go to Spark and Hustle in L.A. for a few days; my mom’s recent surgery and ever-present recuperation; and who can forget how my week will go off its chartered path because of the impending snowstorm. Don’t get me wrong – there is definitely some thrill at the core of this, but right now it is manifesting itself as anxiety.
**editor’s note – I have a background in clinical social work, so every now and again – I have to throw out a term like “manifesting.”
Bckngruv-Readers – I am a planner (I know – no surprise to any of you). I like to map everything out, make lists, deadlines, timelines, and I could go on and on. Sometimes, this does not work out. There are times when everything is just too chaotic, to make exact flight plans (I like traffic metaphors – read this for more). However, it occurs to me that during these particular times when life is crazy and chaotic and so much is unknown, I tend to accomplish a great deal. I run around like a hurricane and just start cramming everything in to the 23 & 1/2 hours of the day that I have.