There had better be a tooth in the morning for all this fuss tonight!
This is what brand new motherhood actually looks like. See the description and source here.
Cognitive dissonance is the frustration, guilt, and embarrassment of holding two conflicting opinions at once.
Or in other words, that feeling of being a new mother, overwhelmed by the enormous physical, emotional and spiritual change that’s just occurred, engulfed in exhaustion, hunger, pain, and annoyance, scarfing down French fries beside a pile of laundry in the 20 minutes you have before the baby wakes up again, and meanwhile you feel like the house should be perfectly clean, and that you should prepare some organic healthy feast for your husband, and that you should fit into your jeans by now, and that you are a failure because none of this is what you planned.
This is normal, and it sucks, and it’s a mess. But it gets easier. And then it gets wonderful.
Yes to all of this.
In a way, Penelope’s story began here. Bobby and I had the most amazing daughter. And she was borne from the biggest love I could have ever imagined in the love I found with Bobby (Mr. B). I found that love because I first learned to love myself. And I learned that love through my journey in health and wellness and, finally, taking care of myself because I am worthy. And you all helped me learn that. And you all were here every step of the way. So Penelope’s story is your story.
Penelope Joy, born Sept. 9, 2013, died peacefully Oct. 17 in her parents’ arms after fighting hard against numerous birth defects, including several defects of her heart and severe immunodeficiency due to Complete DiGeorge Syndrome with CHARGE Association.
In her short life, Penelope (“Pickle”) exhibited the spirit of a true warrior as she fought to survive open-heart surgery, surgery to correct bilateral choanal atresia and several severe infections. She became known in the hospital as a “robust” fighter who had her own opinions about what she liked and didn’t like — and she let everyone know it.
In her too-short life, Penelope brought people together from around the world as they followed her while she fought hard against one health crisis after another. She was the source of much inspiration as she faced each problem with strength that many people much older than she was would not be able to muster. Penelope was the source of much joy and laughter as she repeatedly exhibited her feisty personality as a stubborn fighter throughout her time in the hospital. She was known for her “stink eye” that told everyone exactly what she was thinking. She also had stellar taste in cute hats.
Most importantly, Penelope was the light and true love of her parents’ lives. From the time they found out about being pregnant through the last night of Penelope’s life, they cherished their family time as they read Penelope a bedtime story every night. While they didn’t have much time with her, Penelope’s parents were forever changed by their daughter who taught them the truth about life, strength and the power of love.
Penelope’s story continues to be written because it lives on in the lives of all of her family, friends and supporters. Penelope is survived by her parents, Kimi and Bobby; grandparents Wendy and Gary; grandparents Barbara and Robert; and her beloved aunts and uncles. She also is survived by her great-grandmother, numerous great-aunts and -uncles, many cousins and countless friends, family and supporters who followed her journey through The Pickle Chronicle. Penelope was blessed to be in the hands of an amazing team of doctors, nurses, respiratory therapists and the rest of the caring staff at Helen DeVos Children’s Hospital who became family during Penelope’s time at the hospital.
A celebration of Penelope’s life will be held at 11 a.m. Wednesday, Oct. 23.
All of Tumblr is crying right now for little Penelope Joy. My heart hurts.
I fell out of bed earlier because I dreamt my little girl was falling and I was trying to catch her. That was terrifying. She was right next to me in the pack n play.
Good thing I don’t co-sleep. Seriously.
The One Where Rachel Is Late
I know this feeling well.
That face. I know that face. I was that face.
Me all pregnancy.
Is that creepy diaper guy tumblr still out there? Rethinking the photo i just posted.
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