I launched a new project today, and I’m thrilled to tell you about it, especially because I think it’s relevant to all the Warrior Moms out there.

I’m writing a new weekly column for Babble Voices called Something Fierce. It’s about being fierce and living a fierce life. What does that mean? How do you do it? Can you even do it? Can you be someone who has or has had postpartum depression or anxiety or OCD or psychosis or anxiety and be fierce? In a word, hell yes. (Okay I know that’s two words but I can do whatever I want. This is my blog.)

For my first post, I’m sharing how I’ve redefined the word “fierce” and what it means to me now, after having had postpartum depression and spending time in a psych ward and all that fun jazz. I know that for many of us it is easier to believe we are weak than to believe we are strong. Don’t believe that crap. Read How To Be Fierce and see if maybe you need to redefine the word for yourself like I did.

Oh, and in case you have no idea what Babble is, or what Babble Voices are … Babble is a parenting website owned by Disney. I have actually been writing for them for a little while already, but today is the first day I have my own column there, on Voices.  Babble Voices features a group of amazing writers, including top parenting bloggers as well as writers like Joel Stein from Time magazine and Sam Bee from The Daily Show. I’m thrilled that I’m able to join friends like Karen Walrond, Kristen Howerton, Casey Mullins, Joanne Bamberger, Tracey Gaughran-Perez, Ellen Seidman, Tanis Miller, Megan Jordan, Sarah Braesch, Meagan Francis, Alli Worthington, Anissa Mayhew, Katie Granju, Asha Dornfest and more.

It’s an honor that they are allowing me to write there. I’m not a writer, really. More of a conversationalist. But whatever. I’m hoping you’ll go read How To Be Fierce and decide that you’d like to follow along with me on this new project as well as Postpartum Progress. I’m hoping you’ll join me in a conversation about being fierce and about getting past all of the stumbling blocks in our lives.

There are many. Still, we keep going.