Complaining about something*
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Hello September*
Hellooooo beautiful September. I am SO glad that we’re in a new month–I am so ready to put August behind me and pretend like it never happened. Aside from my ninth wedding anniversary with the Hubster (which we have yet to celebrate), August was pretty much a disaster. At the end of July I finally felt ready to commit to losing some weight and found the motivation I needed to do it. I started running again, but it felt like the universe spent the last month trying to prevent me from it. At the end of July I dislocated one of my ribs and I am still struggling with it.…
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Zombie Mom*
I had every intention of crawling into bed and curling up into the fetal position until I passed out tonight (which would probably take… oh, six seconds or so). But as I brushed my teeth, I realized that I needed to write tonight. Today was hard, and I think that I neglect to write about the reality of parenthood sometimes. I’m always eager to share my good days, but sometimes the hard days are the ones I need to share most, so that I can remember that I did survive them… and that a brand new day always comes the next morning. My hard day actually started yesterday. Ruby had…
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That Time I Got Stuck in a Shirt at Target*
Ah, long weekends. The Hubster decided to take yesterday off to make it an extra long weekend, and we had a wonderful day together as a family. We went for a run, played at a new park we found in our neighbourhood, went swimming, and spent a fortune buying things we probably didn’t need at Costco. Both the kids were tired, and by some happy miracle they were both in bed asleep by 8:30. One of our neighbours came over to visit with the Hubster, so I decided to go do something for myself: I went shopping. When you have kids, going to a store alone is almost as relaxing…
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Still Figuring Things Out*
How does everyone do it? I have found it incredibly difficult to try and squeeze time in for writing since the arrival of Hank the Tank. It’s not that he has been a difficult baby–quite the opposite, really–but it just feels like I always have something I should be doing. It’s been a challenge to try and keep my house from looking like a complete disaster, cook meals, play with my kiddos and spend time with the Hubster. And yet I follow some amazing women who seem to manage to raise their kids, keep their houses somewhat together and find time to write, so I know it’s possible. I just…
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Hank’s Shoulder*
You guys, I need to vent. If you read through Hank’s birth story (and survived my “cliff hanger” endings… ha) you’ll know that he and I had a few complications during delivery that resulted with him being born with a fractured clavicle. Right after his birth we were told it should heal completely, but that he would need x-rays and a follow-up with the hospital pediatrician (who is not our doctor) and an orthopedic surgeon. We were also instructed to keep his arm pinned to his clothing to restrict mobility to allow his shoulder to heal. The x-rays were done at our hospital in Pretty City, and we kept his…