There is an irony to the timing of this post- or rather the struggles I am having composing it. My last essay was about facing fear. Doing the things that scare you. Vulnerability. And here I sit, allowing my fear to silence me once more. Or at the very least, trying to. So, I am … Continue reading Sometimes, you gotta name the feeling
Author: Mommyhood Mayhem and Me
I am the single mother of a beautiful, energetic little man. I am bumbling through raising him and myself. When I am not chasing my tiny tornado around or writing, I am a residential designer. I have a company with my dad, which either makes me smart or insane. My world is ordered chaos and I love every second of it.
Looking fear in the face
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
