I didn’t get a lick of baby blues. I was so relieved and grateful to have a healthy baby, I just didn’t see how I could be sad. A little sensitive and emotional at times, but not depressed. More like overjoyed! Yet as the weeks wore on, I started doing a lot of cleaning. Mopping... Continue Reading →

I’ve had OCD as long as I can remember, at least since I was 2 1/2 years old. One of my very first memories of my life is being in a doctors office because my mom thought I had a urinary tract infection. I guess I started going to the bathroom every 1-2 minutes! The... Continue Reading →