On the eve of the 2022 Polar Plunge, the eve of completing the first experience on my living - I was 100% excited, nervous, and unsure. This moment was 100% scary, thrilling, and liberating. And surprisingly, it wasn't at all like I had envisioned the accomplishment would feel like. Read more to see how wrong I was.
After 690 days – they went back to school and this anxiety is not new
Parenting in 2022 sucks. It's been 690 days since the last time my girls were in school. It was hard then. This is going to be a different kind of hard.
Day 619: Find your support system.
"E started screaming louder, begging to not get the host. B covered her ears....I pulled B in close...we sat there, taking in the gravity of the moment. Well, I was." Read more for the full story.
Damn Plastic Wrap
But that damn plastic wrap won't budge. An unbreakable barrier. Not an impossible one. But a boss level barrier. I thought I had it all figured out. Then somewhere between taking the leap and flying - I fell atop a cloud on a no-breeze day. And it is here where I sit and watch each piece of my life balance on the precipice of surrender...or fight. I am tired. Am I not enough already?
Her cat ate what?!?!
Did you know that it is possible to not dread waking up on a Monday morning? I didn't. In fact….I am still waiting for the proverbial other shoe to drop. My alarm went off at 7am. I went back to sleep because I wasn't ready to wake up yet. Could barely keep my eyes open... Continue Reading →