Not Myself
Suppose I said I am on my best behavior And there are times I lose my worried mind Would you want me when I’m not myself? Wait it out while I am someone else? Suppose I said Colors change for no good...
View ArticleOn Rainbows and Unicorns
Sometimes, when I read back through posts, I am shocked at how sunshine-y my life seems on here. And it’s never my intent, but why would I write about the not-so-good stuff going on in life? It’s not...
View ArticleSimplicity
Simplicity. This word instantly brings images of a beach, sun, and sand to my mind. Not an overflowing sink full of dishes and Thomas the Train engines covering every free surface in the living room....
View ArticleA recap of the past two weekends…
I am beat. Mentally, physically, emotionally. My neck and shoulders ache. My head hurts. Two weekends ago we all had the stomach flu. Every. Single. One. Of. Us. And this past weekend, Kenley has been...
View ArticleYou Just Have to Laugh
If you follow me on Twitter, you know that last week, I was having quite a time with that spunky, sassy 17 month old that resides here. If you still aren’t sure who that is, her name starts with a K....
View ArticleWeekend Reprieve
I am feeling defeated lately. Not sleeping well at night and then being exhausted during the day is wearing on me. Big time. I have a short fuse, a terrible lack of motivation, and my anxiety? Well, it...
View ArticleLess than Perfect
When we were married and I moved into our house, everything was always near perfect. Throw pillows on the couch, pretty items on the coffee table– the clutter was mostly kept to a minimum. Enter kids...
View ArticleHere we are again.
We all know about the “baby blues”, right? Some people don’t really experience it or if they do, it is short lived. Others wage a long war against postpartum depression and/or postpartum anxiety. After...
View ArticleWeekend Ramblings
I will be glad when this weekend is over. It hasn’t been awful, but it didn’t start out great. Thursday evening I woke up in the middle of the night and my heart was just RACING. I had a terrible...
View ArticleOvercoming a Fear
For those of you that don’t know, my dad is a pilot. More specifically, this kind of pilot: An aerial applicator or crop dusting pilot. Going 6 feet above the ground at speeds over 160mph is no easy...
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