Month: January 2017

Two Sundays ago I challenged myself to a week of finding gratitude in every day. Not like those #Blessed posts we see everywhere, but gratitude in simple, every day things that maybe it's hard to find gratitude in. I'm sure you've heard and read as I have about how being grateful for simple, everyday things… Continue reading My Week of Gratitude  →

So this is normal?...... This is how 'normal' people feel?? I can honestly say that I don't remember a time I felt like this. Ever. Not even as a child.  At the age of 34 I called Uncle. I waved my white flag. Threw in the towel. Whatever you want to call it, I was… Continue reading My Adventures in Lexapro and ‘Normalcy’  →

This morning I began a blog on gratitude. I had given myself a gratitude challenge this past week (the challenge went well, blog to come). I didn't get a chance to finish it. Posting it after the shit show of a day I've had with my Muffin Man (the 3 year old), didn't feel right… Continue reading Toddlers and Why I Dye My Hair  →

New Years. To mothers this means next to nothing. When you’re a mother every day seems like New Years. We go to bed making resolutions and promises to ourselves nightly. Tomorrow I’m going to not lose it when my 3 year old refuses to put on pants and I’m late for work. Tomorrow I’m going… Continue reading New Years →

Just jump. This may be my new mantra in life. I think to some degree I've always known I wanted to be in one way or another a writer. I've always been drawn to it even as a child. I love words in general and I love when people put their thoughts out there and… Continue reading Just Jump →