05/07/2025
Today is Maternal Mental Health Day, and I’m holding space for the moms who are silently struggling behind the baby snuggles and milestones.
When I had my youngest, Ollie, I knew something wasn’t right. I didn’t feel like me.
At 4 weeks postpartum, I got help. I got medicated. And it saved me.
Postpartum depression doesn’t always look like tears or detachment. Sometimes it looks like a perfectly made bottle and a smile that doesn’t reach your eyes. Sometimes it looks like surviving, not thriving.
If you’re in it right now, please know you’re not alone. There’s no shame in needing help.
Your mental health matters, you matter, and healing is possible.
This is your reminder to check on the strong moms, the quiet moms, the “I’m fine” moms.
We deserve support. We deserve peace. We deserve to feel good in motherhood.
