Modern Solo Mom Diaries | Choosing Peace Over Panic

Описание: Modern Solo Mom Diaries | Filmed December 2025 (9 Weeks). Catching you up to real time.
December 30, 2025 — 9 Weeks, 5 Days.
Posting these in order as I catch you up to present day.

At some point I’d love for these videos to not start with me yawning.

But here we are.

Still tired.
Still growing a human.
Still figuring it out in real time.

Nausea wasn’t as bad today. Didn’t need Zofran. Small wins count.

I met with him.

For the first time we actually sat down face-to-face instead of hiding behind texts and phone calls without emotion. Things are still up in the air. Level of involvement is still being processed.

But it felt… less tense.
Less heavy.
Less “yucky.”

Not resolved. Just softer.

It’s wild how much more I feel this baby this time.

Maybe my body remembers.
Maybe it’s because I’ve lost 70ish pounds over the last year and a half and my nervous system isn’t living in fight-or-flight like it was the first pregnancy.
Maybe it’s all of it.

Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve.

I’ll probably be home with my big baby. I’m not a huge NYE person anyway. Maybe I’ll meet girlfriends if she wants Grammy’s house. Maybe I won’t make it to midnight.

And that’s okay.

Today feels more hopeful.

I’m processing the grief of how I imagined this would go. The version where you share the inside jokes. The “did you see that?” moments. The shared parenting energy.

That part still stings.

But when I weigh that against peace…
When I weigh that against safety…
When I weigh that against the village I’ve built…

I choose peace.

I’ve worked incredibly hard to create a village for Isabelle and me. People who root for us. People who show up. People who are already there.

That changes everything.

The grief comes in waves. Sometimes hourly.

But today?
More calm.
More acceptance.
More grounded.

I think we’re going to be okay.

Actually,

I know we are.