I haven’t written a poem in awhile, but I felt moved to do so today. One wasn’t enough, so I’m giving you three that provide a solid overview of our day… so far.
You’re welcome…
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are you feeling this shift?
I feel a weird bubbling up of something big underneath the surface. (Did anyone else just get that one Encanto song in their head?) Anyway, it’s exciting, even though I’m not quite sure what it’s about yet. But it gives me “new beginnings” and “#mondaymotivation” vibes.
It’s like that feeling right before you run a race. When you’re behind the line, lunged down, with your hands in front of you on the ground, and you’re just waiting for the cue to GO!
Not that I’ve ever been in a proper race, but ya know… when you’re all wound up and just ready. The only thing is that I don’t know what I’m ready for. I just know that I can’t wait, so I just need to DO.
Does that make sense?
Continue reading “are you feeling this shift?”october… (pt. one)
October was hard for me. From what I hear, I wasn’t alone.
And then there was a blood moon lunar eclipse on November 8. I don’t know about you, but I woke up with a sort of optimism that I hadn’t felt in awhile.
It was like a breath of fresh air.
Not gonna lie. I was worried there for a minute…
Continue reading “october… (pt. one)”it’s okay to ask for help…
A stomach bug hit our household last week. Aaaand carried over into this week.
Stomach bugs suck.
I don’t know about you, but I hate vomit. It’s one of the Top 3 things I try to avoid.
But the COOLEST thing about a stomach bug is that it’s often coupled with diarrhea. BONUS.
I digress…
Continue reading “it’s okay to ask for help…”plot twist…
Over the last several weeks, my family has been preparing for big changes.
Three weeks ago, we moved one kid into college dorms out of state.
Two weeks ago, we took one to her first day of kindergarten, while her brother began his last year of junior high.
Next week, one will make his first foray into preschool.
And in about 16ish weeks…
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This past Mother’s Day, I wrote a Facebook post expressing my perspective on motherhood. With the current state of affairs, I think it bears repeating.
Continue reading “i guess i couldn’t shut up…”day of rest…
As I’m sure many of you can relate, I spent all week looking forward to the weekend. I’ve had a rough go of it recently [as you may recall from my post a few days ago] and I had big plans for some R&R. And then what ends up happening? I GET SICK.
[insert The Bachelor chick “ugh” GIF again] Like, seriously?
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While I was pregnant with Caroline, Collin and I found out that we had to move; the owners of the house we had been renting wanted to sell. Even though the thought of rental hunting at eight months pregnant made me a nervous wreck, it would end up being a cosmic blessing.
Let’s just say that our landlords had not really been interested in being landlords, so to be free of them was a great relief. We also ended up finding a place for a lower monthly rent and in the most perfect location near my older kids’ schools.
The new home was A LOT smaller, though, so it would really force us to start paring down. At the time, I was reading Marie Kondo’s The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up at the suggestion of a few friends.
The book’s philosophy on decluttering helped us go from shelves upon shelves of books to just the essentials (You’re welcome The Last Bookstore). We figured that if we REALLY wanted to read one of our books again, we could check it out of the library. (Did you know they still have those?!)
Continue reading “starting over…”an empath parent… (the teen years)
Ever since Jillie crossed over into teendom, I’m either shocked, dismayed, angry, sad, impressed, proud, confused, “seriously?” or “wait, what?” For me, this has absolutely been one of the most challenging periods of parenthood thus far.
The mood swings, the attitude, the back talk, the disrespectful language, the terrible decisions, the doing dumb stuff…
And Elliott is only four months shy of entering this stage of life. But I guess this is growing up. (Cue Blink-182)
Continue reading “an empath parent… (the teen years)”an empath parent… (the early years)
My older kids have always been described as “sensitive.” This word has been used both as an insult and a compliment at various points in their lives. Having grown up self-conscious of my own quick-to-cry nature, I always thought it was one of my flaws.
It took me a long time to realize that this part of me was actually a superpower. In fact, it wasn’t until long after I had my first two children that I discovered I was an empath.
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