The power of community


I had planned a quick trip to Kohl’s to pick up a few Christmas gifts. I made my way through the store with confidence. I faltered in the home goods section. All the picture frame choices overwhelmed.  I struck up a conversation with a woman who was looking for a frame as well.  We got to chatting about art and how tough it is to frame pieces of art.

We spent a few minutes chatting about the holidays and gift giving.  One thing led to another, and she mentioned that she was a new grandma.  Her daughter had given birth to a sweet baby girl three weeks prior.  As is my nature, I immediately asked how the mama was doing.  This mom hesitated for just a moment, and I saw that look of sadness.  Then she proceeded to tell me that her daughter was struggling.  I fumbled in my purse, and I pulled out my Postpartum Progress card along with my blog business card.  I spent a ton of time educating the mom regarding all the resources available to her daughter and herself.  I am so grateful that I was there to have that conversation in the middle of a busy store around the dinner hour.  God had a hand in calling me to speak to that woman.

I gained a whole new perspective from how difficult it must have been for my mom to see me struggle.  I cannot fathom how helpless she must have felt.  She would try to gently suggest things, and I rebuffed those suggestions.  I know the pain and isolation of depression, and I tried to convey that to this mom.  I also spoke about my inability to make decisions or articulate my needs.  I also spoke with her at length about involving her daughter’s husband.  The spouse or partner is the one that is typically the best gauge of how the new mom is doing.  I am praying that this holiday season finds this mom, daugther and granddaughter with a tiny bit of hope and the loving arms of our community of Warrior Moms.


About tranquilamama

Juggling parenthood, housework and working outside the home in the corporate world with my wonderful husband. Mom to 2 beautiful girls. PPD and PPA survivor. The title of my blog is after a phrase that was repeated to me in Spain during my semester abroad in college. It roughly translates to relax and calm down. Trying to tame my inner perfectionist and just be a good enough mom.
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4 Responses to The power of community

  1. John says:

    My daughter has been fighting a horrible cold — and, last Thursday night, while she was coughing and not sleeping and absolutely miserable, I felt horrible because I was so very limited in how I could help her. I felt like there wasn’t anything I could do.

    Here, well, you have a mother who was feeling something similar . . . only you armed her with something that she can use to help the ailing one . . . quite the service.

  2. Me says:

    You were in the right place at the right time my dear.
    It is a hard place to be when a mother can’t “fix” the daughters problem…just ask my mom.
    It’s also hard to be the mother-in-law watching her daughter-in-law suffer through hard times..just ask me! I’m so happy you are feeling better every day. I love you 🙂

    • I feel like God put me in that spot just to be able to provide some comfort to this mom. Thank you for all your support. This year has been a great year. I am blessed to have your wonderful son as my husband. Thanks Mom!

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