When I became pregnant with Wesley, I worried that I would potentially suffer from postpartum depression. I worried about this because I have spoken to therapists in the past who told me that yes, I do have anxiety, but yes, there are healthy ways to cope with it. When Wesley was born, I was over … More Postpartum Anything
Okay, so, it’s not quite THE END. Here’s the story: When Wesley was born, breastfeeding came naturally. Sure, I had a few hurdles to jump over, but I got through them easily and I comfortably slid into the role of “breastfeeding mama.” (Shoutout to my amazing lactation consultant at the hospital!) My body has been … More When the Journey comes to an end?
It was Tuesday and I was ready to go home. My boss came in and asked me what time I wanted to leave for the Chamber Networking event that night. Ugh, I completely forgot. A few years back, I’d be more than willing to go to a brewery for a work event. Free beer, good … More Ongoing battles: Social Disconnect
My love, Life is about balance. You may have to read this multiple times to connect the dots. You will have a language inside of you all your own that someday, someone will try to decode. Maybe it will work, and that may be up to you to allow it. Take your challenges day by … More Letters to Wes
Dr. Google. Really, it’s a blessing and a curse, having a sleuth of information at the palm of your hands. What would you like to know today? Hey, just google it. In my situation, I’m usually left coming to the conclusion that I am, in fact, dying, or might already be dead. However, sometimes looking … More Advice: Stop Googling Everything. (I mean it.)
Here’s the situation: I’ve always felt that I’ve been a “jack of all trades, master of none” type of person since I figured out how to skip classes in high school and still get more-than-acceptable grades. I’ve tried painstakingly hard to accomplish some goals, while others I let sort of mingle around in the “I’ll … More Watering the seedling: Combating Fears and Accomplishing Goals
The very second I saw Wesley’s precious face, I knew I wanted to stay home with him. I wanted to be there with him 24/7 so I didn’t have to miss a single leap, accomplishment, or personality trait developing. Then I remembered: I have bills, and nobody to pay them! Uh-oh. My job that I … More The Juggling Game: Work and Home