Well, once again, life happened & the blog took a backseat.  It’s been one hell of a busy summer full of camping, swimming, traveling etc. etc. When I’ve managed to get some “me” time I haven’t felt fully motivated to write anything besides a quick Instagram post.  However, as I sit here on this beautiful Sunday morning with the windows open & coffee in hand I find myself inspired to write something. 

On one of my recent Instagram posts I reintroduced myself and why I started blogging.  As much as I tend to overshare with my friends & family, I am not always as open about my life on social media, besides what I’m wearing/eating.  Today I am taking a little bit of a risk & opening up about myself….

My name is Laura & I live in Wexford, PA with my husband & little man, hence the name The Wexford Housewife.  I recently turned 33 & although my 30’s scared me when I was younger, I am embracing the hell out of them now!  With age comes experience and I’ve learned to keep close the ones you love & rid life of toxicity including people, habits and feelings.

I went to school for Fashion which gave me the opportunity to live in LA & NYC but in the end I put down my roots in Pittsburgh which is where I met my husband.  Long story short, we met on Match.com, got married 2 years later & now have an energetic, full of life 4 year old boy named Stone.

After having our son I had post partum depression which I didn’t acknowledge until a year later.  Looking back it was one of the hardest things I have ever experienced.  I was overwhelmed with my new role as a mother & didn’t talk about it in fear of being viewed as a failure.  Excuse my language, but motherhood is fucking hard!  The anxiety I felt put pressure on my marriage, causing my husband & I to constantly argue and be at odds.  He tried to understand what I was going through, but I couldn’t help but feel alone, unappreciated, and angry.  I was mad at myself for leaving my full-time job & becoming a stay at home mom, I was mad at my husband for, well everything, I was made at my son for not sleeping or nursing…. I was just mad.  I finally met with my doctor and was put on medication which to be honest was a godsend.  I had experienced depression & anxiety previously but nothing like this.  I know medication isn’t for everyone but it works for me.  I finally felt like I could breath again, that a dark cloud was lifted & I could finally be me.

Being a SAHM is one of the hardest jobs I’ve ever had.  Once I finally got the hang of it, a year later lol, I needed something to regain my identity & call my own which is why I started The Wexford Housewife.  Throughout the years I have found other creative outlets like being a  member of Style Collective & GrlPwrPgh, I am also a Senior Stylist for Stitch Fix & will soon be helping my husband with his landscaping business.  They say idle hands are the devils playground, and I’ve learned the hard way I need to stay busy or my mind runs wild.

Through all of this madness I have learned that it’s okay to ask for help.  It’s okay to talk about things that aren’t normally discussed.  It’s okay to open up about feelings of failure, depression & anxiety.  At 33, I finally feel like I know who I am and what I want from life.  I feel healthy & happy.  I am so blessed to have such a supportive husband, a strong-willed little man, family that loves me continuously regardless of my mood, and a tribe of friends that are ride or die!

If you’ve made it through this entire post, I thank you!  If anything, I hope that me opening up helps someone else reading this and to know that you are not alone.