Life Of Q

Let's face it. Being a mom isn't for the weak. I see so many girls wanting to get pregnant so they can dress their babies up cute and have a little miniature version of themselves. I have news for you. Dressing your baby is like.. 2% of what being a mom actually entails. Or maybe like 5% if you have a puke machine for a baby like I do. After I get a cute picture of Jude in his little outfit, he spits up all over it and then I let him hang out in his diaper all day. That's reality.  The truth? It's scary. It's hard . Don't get me wrong, it's the most amazing and rewarding thing I have ever experienced, but there needs to be more conversation on the realities of motherhood.  You will never understand how exhausting it is having a newborn, until you have a newborn. Going your whole life only being responsible for yourself, then suddenly having your own human, who needs 24 hour care.. man. It takes a lot out of you. Heck, even though my baby is 4 months

If you know me, you know I keep things real. My mouth often gets me in trouble, because I'm just not the type to sugarcoat anything. So here I am, telling you moms, depression fighters, and especially MOMS WITH DEPRESSION: GET OUT OF YOUR HOUSE! Even if it's the last thing you want to do, force yourself, because that's when you need it the most. After I had Jude I was a wreck. My mom kept telling me I needed to leave the house, at least once a day, because it's extremely important not to stay cooped up all day with your new baby (especially when you're home alone). Of course, my stubborn self didn't listen to her and stayed in my house alone with my new baby. All day. Every day. I would have so many emotional breakdowns every day- baby blues are no joke, people. It wasn't until Jude was 4 weeks old and we moved to a new town where we knew absolutely no one (that story deserves its own post), that I decided to finally take my mom's advice and get out of