My son Matt will be getting part of my memoir manuscript to read soon, and I wanted to prepare him for what’s in it. I wanted him to know how much I loved his newborn presence in my life over 30 years ago, even though I struggled so much as a new mom.
I wanted to give him a heads-up before he reads about my postpartum depression. It was never diagnosed, wasn’t really recognized in 1986. But I had it. BAD.
It’s been terrifying to write about, to remember and relive it. But it’s part of my story and I can’t leave it out.
So I talked with Matt about all of this over the Thanksgiving weekend and he was OK with it. I hope when he reads the details about those late night scenes, he’ll still be OK.
I’ve told him if he needs therapy as a result, I’ll pay for it and go with him. I’m joking, but serious.
In case you’re surprised to see this post today, let me fill you in on another change here on my blog.
(I know, I know. I can’t keep track either. Don’t try to figure it out, just go with the flow. )
I had planned to cut back on blogging because the stories I wrote were eating into my memoir writing/editing time.
But as I transition away from structured stories from my life, and toward writing about my memoir, I feel the need to post more often. So that’s what I’m going to do, and rather than waiting for Friday morning emails, you’ll get an email the day I post it.
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Today I head out to see my mom in California, helping her to get well nested as she recovers from surgery. So you may or may not hear from me over the next week. But if I have spare moments, like in the airports, I’ll be writing away and will surely have lots to tell you when I return.
Until then, I hope you're staying well nested, too.