Fitness, Parenthood, Writing
In a world that is growing in its lack of compassion and love, I’m fighting to show my son what it means to hang on to those two very important things. He holds a hand on my wrist as if to tell me, even long after he has fallen asleep: “Mommy, don’t go.” I have […]
Read MoreSeeing the world through my son’s eyes has brought a vibrancy back into my own world. His world is still full of bright, fun, splashy colors. His heart doesn’t understand or know heartbreak. He hasn’t experienced loss. Hate. Pain that is outside of physical. He hasn’t been wronged or cheated in his life yet. He […]
Read More1:09 a.m. It wasn’t my son keeping me awake. It was myself. The past few months have been hard. I’ve been struggling internally with the idea of a second child. And it’s been shockingly more painful to have on my mind than having my first was. I wasn’t the kind of woman born knowing I […]
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Through the kindness and generosity of family during that holiday we call Christmas, I was gifted money towards my next fix. No, not drugs, we’re talking clothes here. Although now that I’m a few fixes in, I can easily say that yes, I am addicted to that pretty greenish circle arriving on my doorstep with pretties […]
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Any worries that I may have had after receiving my first fix from Stitch Fix, quickly went out of the window after about a week. In that week, I wore the jacket I kept several times and not only felt fabulous (fabulous!) wearing it, but the compliments I received were just as fabulous. The sweater […]
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So, I have done a thing. And for me, it’s a major thing. One of the self-care pieces I’ve taken on over the past few months is actually taking some time each day for myself. To maybe do something with my long, crazy mane of hair. Or sometimes put a little touch of makeup on. […]
Read MoreEleven. That’s how many times I didn’t doze, but fully and completely fell asleep at the crib’s side rail. How I didn’t fall off? I’m not quite sure. I believe how I was positioned played a role in keeping me from crashing to the floor. Five. Or maybe it was four? Could even possibly be […]
Read MoreIt all started with a piece of blue sea glass. Blue and purple are colors you don’t typically come across on the beach. It’s always green and brown. On several occasions, white. Then the odd, almost translucent rock that my 17-month old picked up with an excited “Rock!” It had been exactly one year since […]
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This isn’t a post about being unprepared to do something – which I totally was not prepared to do this race on Saturday. I hadn’t run since March, and only 1.5-mile spits at that. This isn’t a post about motherhood. Or even my total time. Whether I ran it all, or walked some of it. […]
Read MoreMotherhood has been an easy transition for me. I feel that’s mostly because of how I tend to my crazy dog, Dunkin. And, how I have been with my relationships with friends. The hardest part of motherhood has been… letting things go. For almost twelve weeks now, my household cleaning schedule has been mostly non-existent. […]
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