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My name is Kimberly. My family and I reside in Texas. I have two beautiful and amazing children and my husband is definitely my better half.
I am damaged. I am experienced. I am seasoned.
When I first became a parent, I did not know if I could do it. Even with my background in psychology and coaching/counseling, I was finding it hard to believe that I was going to be a parent. I looked left and right, scoured the internet for endless hours to find out more about becoming a parent. So much can be found about what to do or not to do during pregnancy – and I felt empowered and confident about becoming a momma.
My son was born and I did not feel ready. Instead, I was exhausted and sad, frustrated and confused. I never had thoughts about hurting myself or my child, but I feel if things didn’t change when they had, I probably would have. Rather than enjoying the most beautiful moments of becoming a mother, I was ashamed of my feelings and wanted to stay home – away from friends and family. In hindsight, I had a mild (undiagnosed) case of postpartum depression.
Lucky for me, I got pregnant again and my hormones balanced each other out and left me happier. I started connecting with my son. I started to enjoy motherhood. I always knew my parenting approach would differ from my parents’; I never supported spanking, yelling, criticizing, threatening, and punishing… but I never knew why.
In December of 2015, I had my last in-person with my mother and father. I love my parents. I know they love me – the best and only way they knew how. And that was the problem.
Parenting does not come naturally.
Nothing about becoming a parent is natural… and it is so, because it is an education, a journey. As you embark on this journey to become a parent, try and remember that you are as much a student as you are a teacher. If you let them, your child will show and teach you so much… but only if they are allowed to, first, be children.
This is my corner on the web to document my learning and growing as a mother and individual. A place where people who have gone through a similar situation can connect and relate to. The power of knowledge is immense. And as you fight your battle, just know that you are not alone.