I'm unremarkable, but I blog about it anyway.
Featured image by samplesize on Flickr. I’ve been struggling with the munchies lately, and in a really bad way. At first I thought it was just really strong PMS. I never know what to expect from my body post-birth and post-weaning. Things don’t work like they used to. But PMS-time has come and gone, and my cravings are still here. Now I’m afraid I’m having a diet relapse — the sort of relapse I routinely had before my weight loss. {Read More}
I’ve always been hyper-aware of how fragile and fleeting life is. Everybody knows that our lives can end at anytime, but most people don’t dwell on it. What’s the point? It’s going to happen one way or another. Just keep living life until it does. I have trouble doing that. I’m deeply affected anytime I hear about somebody dying, even if I didn’t know them. I can’t stop thinking about who the person was or who they might have {Read More}
I’ve never been diagnosed with an anxiety disorder, but I live with anxiety. Right now I’m fighting off a feeling of suffocation and panic and an inexplicable urge to rush to Noah’s daycare and pick him up. To hold him tight. To spend all night holding him and interacting with him and thanking God for every breath he takes. I have anxious thoughts all day, every day. I’ve gotten good at keeping them at bay so I don’t get overwhelmed {Read More}
Tonight I was holding Noah after nursing him to sleep and I couldn’t help but think… Something could happen to him in his sleep tonight. We could get hit by a car tomorrow. Or he may grow up to be 20, 30, however many years old and something happens and he dies before me. But for now – in this moment — he’s safe. And he’s in my arms. And I’m grateful for every single breath he takes and every {Read More}
I re-read my post about the fall out I had with my dad and I found myself thinking about why it devastated me so much to hear him say I was a disgrace. Other than the obvious hurtfulness, the real reason that it hurt me so much was because I believed it. It never occurred to me that he was just being hurtful. Or that he was just speaking in anger. I’ve always struggled with my self worth and I’ve {Read More}
I’m feeling the need to say this; to lay it all on the table. To get it out. I struggle to have a relationship with God. If anyone were to ask me, I would say I’m agnostic. I have a Christian background, but I feel guilty saying I’m a Christian because of my struggle with doubt. When I was very young, my family went to a Methodist church. I went to a Christian elementary school for two years. My parents {Read More}
Credit for Featured Image: Remko van Dokkum at Flickr I’ve been working on this post for over a week. I couldn’t seem to pull it together without reducing myself to a cursing, rambling fiend. I am still working on finding my voice in the public Blog-O-Sphere. Writing was so much easier for me when I kept everything private. The only way to get better is through practice. After coming back to this post 1,000 times I decided to go ahead {Read More}
I had a Mommy Meltdown on Monday. Noah stayed awake all night Sunday night and into Monday morning. All night. When I held Noah he was perfectly content and quiet (yet wide awake). When I tried to lay him down he would cry…and cry and cry and cry. I tried letting him cry it out, but at one point he worked himself up so much that he triggered a terrible sounding coughing fit and after that point I just resolved {Read More}
I'm a 24-year old wife & new mom. I married my husband, Robbie, on October 24, 2009 and we had our son, Noah, on February 9, 2012. We have two dogs, a chihuahua named Bruiser and a chihuahua mix named Chica. I enjoy pop culture, social media, keeping up with current events, and enjoying domestic life! [Read More …]
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