I used to think I had to speak up to belong.
For the introverted stepmom who feels overlooked in loud rooms—this post is a reflection on the power of deep listening, self-worth, and quiet connection.
Read MoreAfter multiple years of setting New Year's Resolutions that never amounted to anything, we've become weary of setting goals because those quiet (and sometimes not so quiet) voices in our heads are saying:
Most of us don't want to subject ourselves to more disappointment and failure, especially if we're talking about building a relationship with our stepkids, spending more time one-on-one with our partner, or just finding time for ourselves, to relax and enjoy that book we've been wanting to read for the past several months (notice, I'm not mentioning all those times we promised ourselves to walk just a mile or two, in order to get back in shape.)
We don't want to be disillusioned so we don't set goals at all, or set them with an "escape clause."
They are:
So, don't be a scaredy-cat.
You CAN achieve your goals if you remember the tips above. Try it and let me know in the comments below how you're doing. I'll be cheering you on.
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For the introverted stepmom who feels overlooked in loud rooms—this post is a reflection on the power of deep listening, self-worth, and quiet connection.
Read MoreMother’s Day can be an emotional rollercoaster for stepmoms. I still remember my very first one—hoping for a simple card, a small acknowledgment that I mattered. Instead, I got nothing. No mention, no nod, no recognition. And what stung the most? Someone else was acknowledged.
I didn’t speak up. I held back my feelings. And by the end of the day, I broke down in tears. My son, only a child, felt my sadness and acted out. Looking back, I realize I had placed expectations on people who barely knew me. I hadn’t yet found my place in the family, let alone earned the space to be celebrated.
Now, years later, I understand that Mother’s Day doesn’t have to fit into one mold. In this blog, I share what I’ve learned about honoring your role, setting boundaries, and creating celebrations that reflect you—not what others expect.
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