Thank God It's My Every Other Friday. You know the one I'm talking about. The one where dad shows up to scoop up the kid and you're left in sweet, serene silence. My pup Molly asleep at my feet, chamomile tea on my nightstand, City and Colour radio on Pandora. No where to be, no… Continue reading One Flawsome Momma: Introverted Me
Fast forward. She's 9 now. And guess what? Momma needs her space. Momma needs to breathe. Momma needs you to go to bed and stay there all night like they told me you would when you got older. It's like an 8pm Sundowner's Version of Children. Her whole personality changes. In fact, she shows off about 8 of them in a matter of minutes...
After my separation, I realized that I had alienated myself from relationships FOR me. I also realized that I alienated myself from experiences FOR me. If I wanted to go somewhere or do something and it wasn't kosher to HIM, then I didn't do it. I felt like as a family unit we had to do… Continue reading One Flawsome Momma: Identity Crisis
I'll be honest. I'm terrible at hosting sleepovers for my daughter. "We'll get them together next weekend. Wait, she's at her dad's next weekend, how about the weekend after?" Scheduling it is the hardest part. Then: who picks them up, who drops them off, should I clean the house first even though I know it'll… Continue reading One Flawsome Momma: Giggles and Gossip
When my daughter was little, we would play or relax and then followed a nightly routine of bath, bed, book, snuggles, conversation, and sleep. These were the days!! Fast forward a few years. Projects. Homework. EOGs. Letter Grades. 3rd Grade has been a difficult transition for my daughter and I. All of a sudden our… Continue reading One Flawsome Momma: 3rd Grade Homework Woes
Inspired. It's been a long time since I truly felt it to my core. Waking up with purpose. Killing it during the day. Staying up late to complete a project, or research, or write verses staying up late ridden with anxiety and depression and fear. Today, I felt it. Truly. Inspired by my work. Inspired… Continue reading Divorce: From Fear to Inspiration
When I found out I was pregnant with my daughter, I wanted to be the perfect mother. I spent the first few years hurrying milestones - because if you've ever sat around a table with new moms, or old moms, or really ANY MOMS - that's what the fuss is all about. "Can you believe my… Continue reading One Flawsome Momma: Perfection Impedes Acceptance
"Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life"- Confucius In all honesty, I believed this to be a load of crap for many years. Don't get me wrong. I love being a nurse. The greatest part about it has been it's versatility. I have worked in… Continue reading Assisted Living Nurse: When a Job Becomes a Calling
Dear Anxiety, You are a sneaky little bastard, aren't you? For as long as I can remember you have made your way into my life and riddled me in fear. Sometimes your presence is subtle and other times your presence engulfs me and swallows me whole. You love to remind me who is in control. … Continue reading Dear Anxiety: You Will Not Take My Daughter Hostage
