HOW'D WE GET HERE?
Greetings, friend. I am Erin.
I assume you are here in search of some type of solidarity. I swear, sometimes solidarity with other parents through shared stories is the only thing that keeps me going when I'm having a low mama moment. And if we are being real, parenting seems to have quite a few of those low moments. The moments when I feel frustrated, guilty, & as if whatever I am doing will never be enough. The days where everything goes wrong; and I do mean EVERYTHING. Those "the baby is crying, that same load of laundry has been in the wash for three days, can't get a sip while the coffee is hot, 'a shower? what's that?', covered in a tiny person's bodily fluids, 'is it five o'clock yet?'" days. Those are the days where my network of parent friends pull me through with solidarity.
Y'all. I am new at this. After one try and six (yes, six) pee sticks later, our little blessing came crashing into this world in August 2016. Her name is Everly and she is undoubtedly the most wonderful thing to happen to me. I have never known a love so fierce. That being said, she is also the most challenging thing to ever happen to me. A love like I have never known, as well as a challenge like I have never known. She ignites inspiration and confidence inside me, but also has stirred in me that feeling that parents always talk about; constant worry. If we're being transparent. And we are.
Since we ARE being transparent and in the spirit of full disclosure, I will say this. Everly's daddy's name is Mike. Mike and I are unmarried (gasp!). Sure, I'd like to be married. He'd like to be married. The plan is to get married. But you know what they say about the best laid plans...we are two people who love each other VERY much. We love our daughter very much and we are doing the very best we can. Man, that's a lot of "very's." Sounds like I am a little insecure, yeah? Well, all of the above can place me under some scrutiny at times, so bear with me. Forgive me. Be open to me.
Mike has two kids from a previous marriage; two wonderfully, huge-hearted boys that also present love and challenges like I have never known. L & P are 6 & 9 and let me tell you - our transition has not been without it's challenges. An ex wife, two kids who I did not birth, and the idea of being "the second" is really tough. It is TOUGH stuff, people.
All of this tough stuff is what it is about. It is worth tears. It is worth fighting through. It is worth the "two steps forward, two steps back" times. It is worth laughing over. It is worth sharing. It is worth it if, as parents, we can laugh at ourselves and bond over these times.
That brings me here. To you. I hope to help. I hope to share things with you; funny, frustrating, emotional & personal things. If you'll have me...Lord knows I am trying.