Let’s be real about postpartum realities.
I wish more people had warned me about the feelings I’d have after giving birth — the baby blues, the anxiety, and the confusing emotions that make you question yourself as a mom.
This video is for anyone who’s ever felt alone in those moments.
If you’re struggling, I hope this helps even one person realize: you’re not broken, you’re human.
Let’s open up, be honest, and help each other out — mom to mom.
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✏️ TRANSCRIPT / STORY
Erica: Hi everyone. I’m here to talk about baby blues, postpartum depression, being a young mom, and dealing with judgment — all of it.
When I got pregnant with Mylee, Weston and I weren’t married. That was really hard for me to process. I never thought I’d be “that girl.” I was ashamed, embarrassed, and afraid to disappoint people. Even though I was excited to be a mom, I constantly felt judged.
Some people — even family — weren’t as supportive as I’d hoped. That feeling carried into my labor and delivery. I wanted to be excited, but I felt like I wasn’t allowed to be. It was as if everyone was watching, waiting to say, “See, this is why you should be older or married.”
After Mylee’s birth, I started feeling waves of sadness I didn’t understand. I cried the entire car ride home from the hospital. Weston played Jack Johnson — the same songs we played to Mylee when she was in my belly — and instead of comfort, I just sobbed.
I thought something was wrong with me. I had a healthy baby, so why was I so sad?
Soon after, anxiety set in. I stayed awake at night just staring at Mylee, convinced something bad would happen. My heart would race for no reason. I worried someone would take her, that I wasn’t doing things right.
I didn’t want to admit it was postpartum depression — because I feared judgment. I thought people would say, “See, you’re too young, you can’t do this.”
Eventually, I talked to my doctor, who reassured me: this is normal, and you’re not alone. Talking about it lifted a weight I didn’t even realize I’d been carrying.
I had an amazing support system — Weston, our families, and my best friend (who had her baby days apart from Mylee). But even with all that, I still felt trapped in my head, trying to appear “okay.”
For months, I barely left the house. I didn’t have the energy to cook, clean, or even decorate. I just wanted to hold my baby. And honestly, I think that’s okay.
If you’re reading this and you feel the same — tired, anxious, or just not yourself — please know that you’re not failing. You’re adjusting.
We need to stop pretending we all have it together. Not every home is spotless. Not every mom is perfectly put together.
So let’s be real: our master bedroom was the dumping ground for all things without a home — laundry piles, baskets of clothes, chaos. And that’s okay. Other moms might say their laundry is done, but they’ve got a stash somewhere too. 😉
Tell me in the comments — what’s real in your house? The dishes? The floors? The never-ending laundry? Let’s normalize the mess and remind each other that perfect isn’t the goal — connection is.
Postpartum depression is real. And if you ever need to talk, I’m always here.
💬 OUR TAKEAWAYS
Motherhood isn’t about perfection — it’s about connection, vulnerability, and honesty.
If this video helps even one mom feel less alone, it’s worth sharing.
We all have our struggles, but when we talk about them, we give others permission to heal too.
👨👩👧👦 MEET THE FAMILY
Mylee Elizabeth — Born October 2008, our firstborn, creative and kind.
Mia & Kai — Born April 2012, our first set of boy/girl twins.
Kane & Kale — Born November 2014, our second set of twin boys.
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