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I Need Help*
A picture came up in my Timehop app today. It was the first post I made last year committing to going off sugar and trying to live a healthier lifestyle. It’s just a shot of me in a semi fitted shirt and skirt before heading out to church. I remember how I felt that day. I remember really looking at myself that morning– looking at how much my body has changed since having kids; looking at the parts I loved, and the parts I didn’t love quite as much. I remember feeling ready to do something about it. I feel very much the same way now. I did really well…
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I’m a Proud Mama*
We go to church on Sundays. I almost feel like that’s almost a “taboo” thing these days and am sometimes shy to tell people we do for fear of being judged for it. Even as I wrote that sentence out I felt silly for writing it, but there it is. I know it’s maybe not the most common thing anymore, but our family goes to church every week. I promise we’re still normal and like to do regular things… we just also like to go to church. Church comes with prayer, and in our home we (try to) give thanks and bless the food before each meal, and the kids…
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One little, two little, three little dairy free*
Am I writing too much? Is that a thing? M came to sit with me for a bit last night while I was trying to cobble my post together through my exhaustion. He laughed and told me I’m writing so often he can’t even keep up, which feels like a weird problem for me to have after not really writing at all for so many years. Sometimes I feel like I just come here and ramble. Is it better to let an idea simmer for a few days before writing, or write off the cuff and get it out while it’s fresh? Has posting every day been too much? I…
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Babies Don’t Keep*
P had a bit of a night last night. I heard him start stirring right around 3am. As I heard him start to whimper softly, I eased out of the warmth of my bed into the cold as I crept down the hallway to his room. He heard me come in, and without even opening his eyes he just opened his arms wide and waited for me to fill them. His crying eased as I folded myself over his little toddler bed, and after a while he was content to just have me sit near him while he fell back asleep. I think he must have had a bad dream…
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It’s Not Cool to be Cold*
I. am. so. cold. I feel like there was no gentle transition into winter this year. It was rainy and fall-ish for so so long, then all of a sudden… BAM. A wee taste of January two months early. It was -19C when I left for work this morning. I bundled up and sang along to Christmas music on the radio to try and keep warm, but I swear I didn’t feel the heat come on in my car until I was already halfway to work. At least the sun is shining brilliantly, even though it feels a little deceptive. While I was driving home at noon the sun was…
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When it rains, it pours*
