Amber Weakley

Amber Weakley grew up in Charleston and is happily raising her 2 boys in this beautiful city. She is the Outreach Coordinator for Postpartum Support Charleston where helping other mothers is her life’s mission. After the birth of both of her boys, she struggled with Postpartum Depression and Bipolar 2. Amber is currently in school to become a Licensed Counselor to specialize in Maternal Mental Health. She has been married for 10 years to her high school sweetheart, and fills her cup by doing yoga, journaling, and going on adventures with her family.

A Letter To My Patient Husband

  To my patient husband, You see me. On mornings when I'm too tired to wake up early with the boys, you encourage me to stay in bed and sleep a little while longer. In moments when I...

You Said Mom Guilt? Nah, I’ve Got Green Guilt

I've always been a softy. An empath, you might say. I'm an animal lover. I hate confrontation. I want world peace and an end to poverty. And yes, my life reflects these traits of mine. I was...

5 Topics That Can (But Shouldn’t) End Mom Friendships

  We all know that making friends as a mom is like climbing Mt. Everest. You push yourself to uncomfortable limits to make connections, get to a point where you can take a break from...

A Selenophile, the Hunter’s Moon, and Letting Go This Holiday Season

I'm a selenophile. I am obsessed with the moon in all of its glorious phases. I've always been drawn to the moon. I remember thinking it was perplexing that the full moon would "follow" me as...

Sorry, Did You Say Montessori?

Back in the 90's, my parents sent me to a Montessori preschool. I remember singing lots of songs and being proud of this avenue of education that my parents chose for me. Proud that my...

There’s a Podcast for That!

  Are you a fitness junkie? A burnt-out mother? Love science? History nerd? True crime fan? Foodie? I could go on and on. And yep. There's a podcast for that. And for everything. To give you an idea...

Charleston Moms CARE: It’s Okay to Ask For Help

Has anyone ever asked you how you were doing, and you gave them the answer that they wanted to hear. "I'm doing okay." And then the conversation changes direction and you never get to circle back...

You Do You, Mama.

Picture this. I'm six months postpartum and sitting in my therapist's office. I'm frantically tracing my fingers along the blue velvety couch, twitching my left foot back and forth, and quietly explaining to her...

The Magical Place Between Babies and Big Kids

We all know that our children go through phases. Some years are better than others, but we've all been told, "it's just a phase, it won't last long." This phase, though, I wish would...