Fun fact: just like most things in life, getting started is the hardest part. I have been sitting here, staring at my keyboard with thoughts swirling for the last twenty minutes. I want to write- I actually have a vague idea of the point I wish to make. But I cannot get that first sentence … Continue reading Looking fear in the face
Ramblings of a sleepy mom
When I carved out this slice of the internet a little over two years ago, I had all of the ideas. Brimming with words- excited about sharing my perspective on the world. Motherhood. My life. As I sit in this chair, pecking at these keys, I don't possess the same amount of words. This is … Continue reading Ramblings of a sleepy mom
I didn’t disappear!
I have resurfaced! I have scribbled a thousand different ways to start this post. Mostly because I felt like I needed to take a deep dive into why I have been absent for so very long. There are handwritten pages that take that plunge- but mostly it comes to one thing- I had no idea … Continue reading I didn’t disappear!
Hostile
I question most of my decisions. As an adult. A woman. A mother. It can sometimes be a little impossible to live in my brain. I have these traits that appear opposing on the surface- complete insecurity in my choices and a prickly defensiveness. The reason I say that they only appear conflicting is because … Continue reading Hostile
Super Hero
My son had his first moment of sheer terror last week. He departed the bathroom to see a fly in the hallway. A fly he thought had been banished from the safe enclosure of our home. A fly I thought had been dealt with. To say that the scream that exited my son was jarring, … Continue reading Super Hero
Pre Mother’s Day musings
Moose and I were blessed last week. My parents whisked us away to Orlando for a week away from reality. A week of giggles, snuggles, and adventures. I am a very blessed woman. I am not sure that I say that enough here. Quite frankly, this platform has morphed into a place where I can … Continue reading Pre Mother’s Day musings
Excitement as a parent is a new animal
My baby turned three nearly two weeks ago. My baby is no longer a baby. Hell, my baby is no longer a toddler. When he snoozes on my shoulder in the early hours of the morning, his little body doesn't fit comfortably on my shoulder. Instead, his head nestles into the curve of my neck, … Continue reading Excitement as a parent is a new animal
