There’s that story-
I can’t say the words out loud. My voice cracks and my eyes get teary. I get a lump in my throat and my lungs get tight. My stomach drops to my toes. Panic sets in and I try to force it out.
What my brain is cooking and my hands are thinking
I kept thinking there just HAD to be a way to make my stomach stop growling.
Somewhere along the way, I became obsessed with eating healthy. This soup is case in point.
I’ve cut slices so thin I couldn’t even see them– How’d you know you cut it? –Well, I guess I just assumed.
The Parent Portal. The online abyss of your child’s grades. Log in and see everything he is being held accountable for at school. That syllabus you signed for World History? It’s on there with a 0/3 points. OH my GOD. A ZERO. His average for homework is a zero. He has an overall 50% in…
That pesky job. The one with income that lets you do fun things like pay bills and eat. It can also propose a move cross-country and change everything you know to be part of your normal routine. For us, there was no question or decision on what to do. My husband no longer had a…
Music for Thought
Baby you’re a lost cause. 4:30am is a whole different world. It used to be the time when I would look at the clock and be happy I still had so much time left to sleep. A couple days a week, it’s the time I wake up to drive my son to swim practice. It…
All the best people are crazy. Shout out to my PA girls. We are all weird in our own ways, but somehow I found a group of girls who thrived on being a hot mess like me. Girls who thought nothing of me packing up the car to head to the gym at 7:45am with…
Slow Down. I heard this song while on a run. Pandora always knows how to hit me with emotion when I’m already struggling. I actually love songs like this because my head instantly has a slide show of my boys growing up. Slow. Down.