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Mental Check In

Recently I have been really struggling a lot. My depression and anxiety cloud my days and sometimes I just want to lay in bed and veg out while I watch movies to relax my mind. We have a lot going on right now with the move, selling of our house and trying to navigate how to safety celebrate Christmas with our families. We are and have been taking Coronavirus very seriously, so moving during the pandemic and trying to safely celebrate the holiday is going to be a challenge. I am ready, but I am also scared.

Dear Body

I love you.

I hate you.

Thank you.

You failed me.

Dear my body,

You have done wondrous things, things I never imagined possible, you traveled Europe, you carried two babies, you survived college. You are amazing. I am thankful for this body, but I am also not. I had different plans for my children’s births and you failed me. I got so sick in Europe that I almost had to come home. You did survive me through college, so I will give you that one.

Mental Load: My Coronavirus Thoughts

As a germaphobe, I thought I would be prepared for a pandemic. Going into the chaos of the Winter blues earlier this year to a full-blown pandemic has really been eye opening. I live with something called mysophobia. It’s essentially a fear of germs, like an extreme fear, while others may think my mental illness is silly or annoying, it’s something I battle with everyday and it is real. Some suffer from fibromyalgia, or a even a Hypersexuality, and while we take those things seriously, I feel like my fear of germs is often overlooked as just a weird quirk and a get over it mentality.

2019 Reflection

Woohoo happy 2020 everyone! Another decade down.

A lot has happened this year, the birth of my daughter in February, I got a part-time job-like for a moment, and my son turned two in July. Umm, some weird events of 2019 is that it snowed, like i’m talking over 5 inches of fresh powder on Halloween and was warm on Christmas, WHAT! We celebrated almost all of babies firsts and the biggest obstacle of 2019 was that I finally felt strong enough to admit to my family and I am now comfortable with sharing it here, that I am suffering from some pretty intense depression and anxiety.

My love hate relationship with the holidays

Let us deck the freaking halls, because as my title suggests, I have a love hate relationship with the holidays. I know blunt, but I do. The holidays bring on some major struggles.

Dont touch my kids

In extension on a fellow mom friends blog Hands Off, I thought i’d too address an important issue that really, no one is talking about, the issue of strangers touching kids.

Starting solids-round II

Food is everything in this household. Well, maybe this is just true for me, but we recently started London on solids and…she loves it! Parker was the worst ever when it came to eating his first foods, but London, she absolutely loves it. Everything I have given her has been a winner. She’s had, strawberries, avocado, banana, sweet potato, applesauce, apple sweet potato, apple mango and apple carrot. We spoon feed her or let her go to town with her Moss and Fawn Forage feeder and there has been zero refusal.

the sh*t no one tells you about when having another baby

Adding another baby to our little family is by far the biggest blessing, don’t get me wrong, but I have been struggling. Mentally and physically.

2018 Reflection

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Now that the bit between Christmas and New Year, where you don’t know what day it is, who you are and what you are supposed to be doing is over, realty has sunken in. Back to work I go come Monday [January 7] and then in a blink baby no. 2 will be here [end of February]. AHHHH! Continue reading 2018 Reflection

Parenting Styles

Like a snowflake, everyone has different parenting styles. Instead of judging and criticizing, we need to embrace this difference and we would be much better for it.

Take peoples comments like a grain of salt, because after all, you are the mom/dad, not them. This is something I struggle with and I know I am not alone. It’s hard to get criticized, Continue reading Parenting Styles