Hormones are a funny thing. You’d think, having gone through two births and recoveries, I would have been better equipped the third time around. Instead, the day we came home from the hospital with Olive, I plopped down on my bed (okay, I actually lowered myself very gingerly) and sobbed because […]
I didn’t want to write this post, for many reasons. But someone once said, “when in torment, document.” Someone also once said, “everything happens for a reason.” But I have to say, I’m pretty glad that person isn’t standing right in front of me right now, otherwise I might consider punching them. (Okay, maybe not. […]
Just a few weeks ago, I was wrapping up a skype session with my emetophobia therapist. I had the calendar on my phone pulled up like I usually do to mark down our next session. For several months, we met with consistency every Thursday evening for an hour. Then, after some considerable progress had been […]
Have you ever realized how much power is taken out of something if you were to place the word “just” in front of it? Lately, I’ve been thinking about how much anxiety could be reduced in my life if I started implementing this one, simple word into my vocabulary more often. Most people who struggle […]
I like to talk out both sides of my mouth sometimes. Not super proud of that. For example, I talk about how I wish that the kids would sleep in and give me that much more time to center myself for the day. And then on the rare occasion that they both sleep in (it […]
I may be many things, but a hoarder, I am not. I can’t STAND clutter. (Smeone should have warned me about having two kids 20 months apart. Wait, that’s right- they did). It looks like a Fisher Price bomb went off in my living room at any given time of day. Since we just recently […]
We are right smack dab in that cute stage when kisses can keep a trembling lower lip from becoming an all-out wail. In our household, they cure just about everything from eczema to a bloody elbow. On top of that, we’re stocked with Dora and Snoopy band-aids out the wazoo, but Ella often declines them […]
I laid on the exam table and prayed it would be over soon. The room was muggy and I felt like I couldn’t breathe- an obvious byproduct of my ever-growing belly, but also, my nerves. The mounting anticipation of our ultrasound was laced with worry. And now- in this very moment- it was creeping […]
The Bug, the Bean {&the Bump} 