As a mother of an animated 10 year-old, a sensitive-thoughtful 6 year-old, a fearless 3 year-old and a busy independent 18 month old. Life is busy and messy, to-dos, and external stresses all pile up. Whether I am at my best or my worst, I still have to try and be fully engaged to connect with each of my children’s differing needs. Often times the emotional energy it takes to relate with my energetic 10 year-old is the exact opposite it takes to connect with the calm nature of my kindhearted 6 year-old. While attending to the physical demands of keeping up with a mischievous toddler and eager to learn preschooler, some days leaves me so physically and emotionally disoriented I don’t know down from up. I get it. All of it. The hard, and the very sweet, the priceless love that gives you the kind of fulfillment you can’t find anywhere else.
I have often questioned if I have the right to stand professionally in a clinical space, when personally I am barely keeping my head above water. More than once I have had the thought, “who am I to think I can be an expert in an area in my own life that I am constantly struggling in.” As this debilitating thought has crept into my mind and almost stops me from moving forward, I have come to realize there is no room for perfection in motherhood. We can be both a masterpiece and a work in progress.
So please come as a masterpiece and be willing to work. Clinically I will come prepared with the emotional tools to create healing and awareness to help you move forward.