Free to be Me, Free to be You
Happy New President Day! Or not so happy, for some of us. I caught my reflection and noticed I was wearing an appropriate shirt for today. It has three words printed boldly across the front: INHALE EXHALE LOVE Yup. Breathe in…breathe out…love. Like him or loathe …
Sometimes it makes me feel anxious. Like I’m slipping and can’t grasp onto anything. Out of control. Adderall slows everything down. It clears the haze. It removes the excess. (I haven’t taken any in days because we’re trying to get pregnant. Hence the messy brain.) …
It’s so easy to judge people, isn’t it? They do something you think is weird/inappropriate/wrong, and the negative thoughts start coming. I’m sure the argument could be made that such thoughts were protective at some point in history. That distancing ourselves from those who were different …
My daughter is 13 months old, and she is fiercely independent. I cannot overemphasize the “fierceness” part of that. She wants to do everything on her own these days, and much of it is still beyond her capability. As long as it’s not dangerous, we usually …
I’m really good at making a fool of myself. I say inappropriate things. I goof around when I should be serious. I over-commit and under-deliver. The list goes on. When I realize it, I feel awful and embarrassed. Out of shame, I try to hide …
Gosh I love my little girl. I love her more than I thought I was capable of loving anyone. But I have to be honest. Vulnerable, scary honest. I miss my freedom. Just now I had to write a humbling email to a nonprofit for …
I just read this thought provoking article by Joni Edelman: Being Thin Didn’t Make Me Happy, But Being ‘Fat’ Does It’s strange…before I got pregnant, I was apparently very tiny. The thing is, I didn’t know it. Despite the fact that all of my clothes …
Grief is not a simple process. It doesn’t move predictably, or even forward much of the time. It’s more cyclical. A few steps forward, a few steps back. Today I briefly took a couple steps back into pain, at the dentist’s office of all places. …
Most people think of miscarriage as an event. It is more of a process. Today I am in the medical bill portion of the process. It wasn’t technically a miscarriage this time. (This was my third pregnancy loss.) It was an ectopic pregnancy. It was …