Carri lives in Thousand Oaks, California with her husband of eight years Ken and two-and-a-half-year-old son Blake. They own two horses and a flock of chickens. You can learn more about Carri by reading her bio. You can even learn more about little Blake - he has his own bio!
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Favourite Time of Day?
Let's get to know Carri better:
Nap time!Favourite Treat?
Ice Cream (I wonder if they make bacon flavored ice cream?)Favourite Pastime?
Sitting on the back porch and watching Blake play while I BBQ. Margaritas are usually in the picture, too.Favourite Word?
Cantankerous (I think it describes Blake perfectly.)Favourite Family Outing?
The park on a summer day.
My New Normal
by Carri of Mommy's Little Monster Blake
I never wanted be a mom.
To me, the word “mom” was never a positive one. As the daughter of a mother with bipolar disorder, “mom” was a word that I associated with anxiousness, hurt and abandonment. “Mom” was the person who gave birth to you but didn’t necessarily like you. “Mom” was not someone you could count on; she was not a person you could cry to; she was not your biggest supporter.
“Mom” was just the opposite.
She was unpredictable; she was mean; she was the reason your friends wouldn’t come over to play.
I never wanted to be that.
I never wanted to be a mom.
As I got older, I began to change. I slowly went from an anxious, depressed and self loathing teenager to a fun, confident, and witty young adult. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t held down or held back by my mom’s mental disorder and I didn’t let it define me. I refused to let it define me.
I was me. I was not her.
And then I became a mom. A real mom.
When my son was born, I made a promise to him that I would be a better mom to him than my mom had been to me. And even though post partum depression made the first few months difficult, I think I’ve made good on that promise.
We go to the park. We play “trucks”. We spend every waking moment together.
Blake is the happiest and friendliest little guy I’ve ever met, and he makes friends wherever he goes.
People can’t help but love Blake.
I can’t help but love Blake.
I love being a mom.