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Deep Thoughts.
I was in a deep funk for most of yesterday… and I’m going to try and explain why in a long and maybe rambling post. W had been up often the night before and wouldn’t nap, so it didn’t begin well, and then I spent much of the day wrestling with some difficult feelings. I’ve been brooding about an experience recently where I felt like my feelings on something were… diminished. I’ll own the fact that I was perhaps not vocal or direct enough about how I felt, and I made assumptions based on my ideals of mutual respect. I was wrong. I ended up in a situation that was…
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Dear Body,
I was cursing you a little bit this morning. As I began a slow jog in my neighborhood, I felt an old familiar pain creep into my hip. Frustrated that that pain had the audacity to come back after taking a week off and stretching like mad, I just kept going. I want so badly to be able to do this again, so I ignored the signs you giving me to tell me to slow down. My head keeps reminding me that I was easily running 7km this time last year. I was so proud of that accomplishment. …but I am not the same person I was last summer. This…
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To the kind woman two streets over,
You have absolutely no idea the joy you brought to my five year old son tonight. His “Big Buzz” toy broke beyond repair a while back, which was devastating for my Toy Story obsessed kid. After weeks of scouring Facebook marketplace for one, I made a post in a community group I’m in for my beautiful new town. I asked if anyone might have a “Big Buzz” they no longer needed, more than willing to pay for it. You could have easily scrolled by, but instead you reached out and told me you had one that your son no longer played with… and that he would be happy to pass…
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“Normal Life” Hesitant.
I have debated back and forth about whether or not to write about this. I’ve tried very hard to steer clear of the whole topic because I know it’s very contentious and personal, and there are so many differing views and opinions surrounding it. …but this space, even while public, is personal to me. It’s where I come to sort things out, and right now I am struggling with something personal. I am not a risk taker. I never have been. The rush and exhilaration some feel that comes with taking risks, even planned ones, does not appeal to me. As I’ve gotten older I’ve realized that I am a…
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He Finally Sleeps.
I come with a message of hope. This is P. This morning I *dragged* him out of bed at 9:30am. He definitely would have slept longer, but he had already been out for 12 hours and I want him to go to bed on time tonight. For anyone who is fairly new here, you might be wondering why a kid sleeping in a bunk bed is newsworthy, but, oh, seeing *this kid* sleep is still a big thing for me. You see, P is my third child. I already kind of had my hands full with a four year old and two year old when he was born, but I…
