Over the past two years I’ve watched as my husband gained the strength to take care of himself and his … Continue Reading Victim Blaming & Familial Emotional Abuse
I have a confession to make. Lately, through the muck of struggle in being a mother of 3, a new and probably largely unqualified homeschool teacher, a work from home-r, and a mediocre “influencer”, the deep rooted and creeping feelings … Continue Reading Comparison may be the thief of joy, but it’s still normal.
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I think there’s a collective tiredness right now. Tired of what’s been, tired of what we’re told is coming. Tired … Continue Reading Shelter in Place
I’ve been trying to collect my thoughts about everything currently going on in our world. My heart has been heavy with dread, my mind clouded by anxiety and fear. Worrying is tiresome, and I’ve done more than my fair share … Continue Reading Stay Home
Breast feeding was a challenge from the get go for us. It always ended up the same…me in pain, Valorie frustrated, and still hungry. I would pump, but I was never able to get more than a measly 1-2 ounces … Continue Reading Fed is Best
I want to be honest and upfront about something so many don’t talk about- postpartum depression and delayed bonding with … Continue Reading Mama, I’ve Been There
Yesterday was one week since our PICU admittance with Vallie. I haven’t posted since we were discharged, because if I’m being completely honest, I’ve needed some emotional recovery. Recognizing how close we’d been to losing her, to losing another child, … Continue Reading Still Here
Something I’ve had to accept and heal from lately is the realization that some people will never acknowledge the damage of their conduct in regards to you. So I wanted to write about how important it is in these situations, … Continue Reading Boundaries
I am a face of PTSD. Today, June 27th, is National PTSD Awareness Day. This day is dedicated to creating … Continue Reading I am a face of PTSD
Here’s a truth for you. I am self conscious of my weight. I have been all my life, but more so now than ever before. Now, before you comment and try to placate or assuage, read further. If someone tells … Continue Reading Toxic Positivty
For much of my life I have battled anxiety. I was devastatingly shy, mortified of being noticed. I can remember vividly having panic attacks as a child. Laying in my bed at night with my heart racing, crying as I … Continue Reading Let’s Talk Mental Health
Recently, I fell off the grief wagon. Nearing the end of my pregnancy I thought I was doing fine, I thought I didn’t need my anxiety medication anymore, and I stopped taking it. I stopped going to therapy, I thought … Continue Reading Regression + Progression