I am currently sitting in the dark, crying. That sounds a lot more dramatic than the reality- but it sure is a great hook. I am inhabiting the shadows, nestled in a rocking chair, watching my child drift off to sleep- my presence a comfort to his nervous system. An honor I take for granted … Continue reading Gratitude
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It’s been a battle
I've started running again. Mostly as an attempt to help regulate myself so I don't yell at my family unprovoked. It may have also been due to a prod from my therapist to begin making time for myself- an area in which I am woefully lacking. What I have found, in addition to the activity … Continue reading It’s been a battle
Here we go….
Yet again, my words have languished in a drafts file. It has become my routine- I am beginning to find comfort in it rather than irritation. My little breadcrumbs of predictability. The themes of these musings all seem to want to go to the same place- a destination I have been avoiding. Not due to … Continue reading Here we go….
A little bit o’ change
When I was a teenager my mother gifted me the book Who Moved My Cheese. She hoped the work would help me navigate my aversion to plan deviations. I don't like change. I never have. Even when said change is something I orchestrated- an alteration which I desire to occur. I struggle with the process … Continue reading A little bit o’ change
A book isn’t just a book
I had a difficult time learning to read. Frankly, I had a difficult time acclimating to the structure of school in general. I was included in a select group of children appointed to participate in a failed experiment in the education system known as Readiness. At the onset of drafting this narrative, I spent an … Continue reading A book isn’t just a book
Finding my sea legs
I am coming to realize that adulthood is waiting for life- the next hectic interlude- to run it's course and allow breathing room, only to realize that the chaotic stretches occur concurrently and don't particularly conclude. Which is basically an eloquent and wordy way of saying, I keep waiting for things to calm down only … Continue reading Finding my sea legs
Coming out of hibernation
I continue to endeavor a narration of the past few months. They concurrently feel like several lifetimes lived and the comfort of consistency. The steady hand of contentment has been my ballast. The salve to the anxiety created by the unknown. I get a bit wrapped up in the delivery. Choosing the correct word. The … Continue reading Coming out of hibernation
Listen to your body
At times, I can be a bit hyperbolic. A touch dramatic. Even a smidge excessive. Typically, this is expressed via very big emotions. I am not subtle in my feelings. I don't know how to be. I feel things deeply and most emotions make me cry. Happy. Sad. Scared. Mad. It's unfortunate. All that amounts … Continue reading Listen to your body
Potty Talk
If a bit of TMI (too much information) makes you a tad uncomfortable, this is your sign to turn back. Do not pass go. Gracefully exit this page and come back later. No judgement. Now, if you're still here, you were warned. . . I don't think I could have been properly prepared for how … Continue reading Potty Talk
A little glimpse into the past while
The last eight months have been hard and beautiful. Scary and enlightening. They have been a master class in sitting in discomfort, emotionally and physically. I have tried a few times to write, but I haven't been able to categorize the feelings, the experiences. I am now realizing, it is because they are too intertwined … Continue reading A little glimpse into the past while
Mommyhood Mayhem and Me 