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Everything changed on February 18, 2019…

Good Morning Magnolia was founded in June of 2019, four months after I gave birth to a beautiful, amazing boy, Harris. Harris is not an “easy” baby; he had colic for three months, he had a heart murmur, digestive issues, a refusal to sleep (from day one!), and is just overall a fussy baby.

After Harris was born, I left my successful career as a middle school teacher to stay home with my new son, who simply wasn’t happy. I spent many nights contemplating what I was doing wrong. I had dreams of exercising, cleaning, cooking, and gardening while my pleasant baby played quietly beside me or napped, and none of this was even close to happening. If I so much as looked at my phone, Harris would lose it and start a crying fit that could last hours. And napping? Forget about it. He was barely sleeping at night and none at all during the day. The truth is, that pleasant, sleepy baby I dreamed about just wasn’t the baby I was blessed with. I realized after weeks of exhaustion, irritation, and general helplessness that I needed to apply the same principles I did as a middle school teacher to my time with Harris.

I became intentional about everything I did with him. Gone were the days of figuring out what he wanted. I now researched milestones, found how to help him achieve them, and found or created activities that took him there. I became serious about teaching Harris how to sleep, play, eat, and just be in this new to him world. In the process, I began loving what I was doing. I looked forward to when he would wake up so we could try out our new activity. It wasn’t even about him and the milestones; it became about me and filling my time in a meaningful way. In turn, he became a little happier because his mama was a little happier. My life changed when I leaned into what I was doing, and Good Morning Magnolia was created to help other struggling parents do the same.

I see you, you who cries beside her crying baby, who feels like you are failing, you whose heart is broken because your baby seems so miserable no matter what you do, you who longs for ten minutes to herself to do absolutely anything other than soothe a crying baby, you who turns green with envy when your friend brings her baby to lunch who sits or sleeps quietly while she eats freely. I see you, you who feels lost and confused and wishes she were just back at work where things make sense. I see you, and this blog is for you.