As I settle into bed each night, a whirlwind of thoughts floods my mind. Did I lock the door? Is the baby’s cough serious? I should probably research it and order some elderberry syrup online since flu season is approaching. But then, I realize I’m spending too much on online shopping and need to put my phone down to get some sleep. All I want is a peaceful night’s rest.
For many mothers, allowing themselves to be vulnerable is a daunting challenge. Whether it’s societal pressures, the way our brains are wired, or the ever-present influence of hormones (because we often blame them for everything, right?), dropping our defenses can feel impossible and exhausting.
Anxiety was something I never experienced until about two years ago when I was pregnant with my daughter. While preparing for a hurricane and boarding up windows, I had my first panic attack. It felt as if I couldn’t breathe, crushed under an invisible weight, overwhelmed by fears of everything that could go wrong. It was terrifying.
As time passed, panic attacks became more frequent, especially after my daughter was born. I initially attributed it to postpartum hormones, but soon I realized my anxiety was a significant issue. I would often find myself in tears over seemingly trivial matters, and this constant feeling of panic negatively impacted my work, my parenting, my marriage, and my everyday life.
One vivid memory stands out. I was attempting to capture my daughter’s monthly milestone photo, insisting on perfection. The pressure to post it on social media on the exact day she turned five months old was overwhelming. My daughter wouldn’t cooperate; my son was distracting her, and I was yelling at him, while the clock was ticking on my busy day. I finally broke down in tears.
In that moment, I recognized the absurdity of my distress—it wasn’t just about the photo. It was about the immense pressure I was putting on myself to juggle motherhood, work, and my mental health. I would lie awake at night, my mind racing with worries about everything. I realized that my anxiety was controlling my life because I kept it bottled up, refusing to seek help. Admitting I needed assistance meant acknowledging I had a problem. When my husband asked if I was okay, I would force a smile and lie, “Yes, I’m fine.”
Why is it so incredibly tough to admit that we’re struggling? Why can’t we allow ourselves to be vulnerable? I am a perfectionist, and admitting my flaws feels nearly impossible. I care deeply about how others perceive me, and I often lay awake questioning whether I’m a good teacher, mother, friend, or wife. When people claim they don’t care what others think, I can’t help but feel it’s not entirely true—especially for moms.
Once I realized that my mind and fears were obstructing my happiness, I knew I had to change. That revelation was tough to accept. After a heartfelt discussion with my husband, we decided to explore treatment options for my anxiety and reclaim control over my life.
It’s completely okay to be vulnerable. It’s fine to leave the house without makeup, let your kids stay up late, or feed them a quick meal like Easy Mac for dinner. It’s acceptable if your to-do list isn’t complete or if you haven’t shed the baby weight. Taking time for yourself to recharge or even crying when needed is perfectly fine. It’s also okay to say, “No, I’m not okay.”
There’s a significant stigma surrounding mental health, and it’s crucial that we work to dispel it. As mothers, we owe it to ourselves and our families to pursue happiness. I know I will always grapple with anxiety and perfectionism, but I refuse to let them dictate my life anymore.
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In summary, embracing vulnerability and letting go of perfectionism can lead to a healthier, happier life for mothers. It’s essential to recognize the need for help and to support each other in this journey.