Hi!
I’m Jenny , and I started blogging when my children were young. I write a lot for myself, journaling if you will. You will note that many of my entries center around a a specific event or time of my life. I chose the name “The Vulnerable Mom”, because I wanted to acknowledge the incredible transformation that comes through love, especially of your children.
My three children, husband, and I live in Oviedo, Florida. Steve and I both grew up in Seminole County, and have lived in our home since 1999. The ”kids” all ended up being four years apart and Hannah, our youngest, is the last to attend our local high school. The thing that is interesting about our city is that it was largely undeveloped until the 1990’s but is now so populated that we support two high schools, two middle schools, and seven elementary schools just in our small area. It has grown so much in the over 20 years that we have lived here and continues to grow daily.
https://www.cityofoviedo.net/489/Demographics
https://worldpopulationreview.com/us-cities/oviedo-fl-population
We live about an hour away from the theme parks and 45 minutes from Cocoa Beach and Port Canaveral. Check out our “Visit Orlando” page for links to various popular attractions in our area.
Family is our #1. Through good times and bad, I hope that you will get the sense of the rich history that we have lived. We have a running joke about “it’s going in THE BOOK”. Well, the reality is that some things aren’t ready to be shared or are not mine to share. So, you will find deep, raw emotion in my blogs, but I publish with discretion. Be careful on the internet! Words and images come back and meaning is easily misinterpreted.
That said, I seek to connect with people and give permission and encouragement for you to be vulnerable. I celebrate how deep a mother’s love is for her children and am in awe of that mystery. Other special interests that you may see highlighted throughout this site relate to my love of education and especially special needs and sensory issues. I am a Florida certified elementary teacher but mostly “retired” at age 25 to be a stay-at-home mom.
I started Facebook and Instagram accounts for The Vulnerable Mom just before the world “shut down” in 2020. I worked a lot that year on content and did some fun entertainment pieces such as ”Do You Remember?”, “Birthday Party Fun”, storytime videos, and activity recommendations. I have recently been converting my original website https://thevulnerablemom.blogspot.com/
Before I was a Mom, I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom, I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on. I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom, I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests. Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom, I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom, I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body. I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom, I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.
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