HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN ON YOUR MOTHERHOOD JOURNEY?
Heather has been on her mothering journey for about six years. She was surprsingly pregnant less than a month into marriage even though doctors told her it would never happen. Her boys, Miles and Asher, are two years apart and she thinks they rock the party.
Heather humiliates herself with her scatterbrained antics and clumsy ways nearly daily. She now laughs at the time she was caught rapping, 'put your butt in the seat...put your butt in the seat...' in the IKEA parking lot while loading her boys in the car. She was bouncing her booty and trying to make all the wrangling into car seats fun. Yes. You guessed it. There was a man standing right behind her waiting to get to his car door. The car door that was blocked by Heather's bouncing booty. Oh. Hello, Sir! (This is not the same trip to IKEA in which the boys fell over in the cart and were thankfully only slightly injured and totally traumatized. One was squashed, the other dangling. (You've never seen the IKEA employees move so fast and offer so many freebies. Just so you know.) (No. We did not sue IKEA for the antics of toddler boys.)
WHAT HAS SURPRISED YOU MOST ABOUT MOTHERHOOD?
All of the opposite clashing emotions...every day...all day...infinity.
Heather's family has been through a number of challenges in the past few years. It started with colic and moved into a diagnosis of hydrocephalus for her son, Asher. At age one he had brain shunt surgery and Heather reacted by becoming more and more dependent on alcohol. This brings her to her latest challenge, recovery. She admitted she's an alcoholic and chose sobriety on January 20, 2010. Heather's life is better now, but obviously, the treatment of addiction is challenging for the whole family. A challenge that makes them all stronger and more in love with each other.
Heather's mom secret weapon is named Sarah. She is an amazing young woman who cares for Heather's children three days a week for three hours. Enough said.
Heather's Mama Manifesto is: progress, not perfection, yo.