Battle of the face. #ThanksalotPCOS

If I could go back and do anything over in my adult life, it would be being more determined at finding a skin care routine that works for my face. Instead? I just settled, bounced around, for years. Because of my PCOS, my early adult years were suddenly plagued with breakouts. My teen years? Beautiful […]

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A letter to myself.

1:09 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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The Heart Doesn’t Quit.

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. […]

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Making peace.

This morning was a blur in my house. I have averaged possibly 4 hours of sleep in the past 72 hours. And not because of baby. I have a fog horn that refuses to see a doctor that shares the bed with me. We got up late to meet a friend for a walk. I […]

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The back up plan.

I can’t say that for my entire life I’ve always had a back up plan, but I can say that it is true one for everything I’ve ever done has been in place for as long as I can remember. I learned very early on that disappointment, well, sucks. I didn’t like the way it […]

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