It’s very, very early in the morning. My husband and I are sitting in our living room, quietly scrolling through our phones. Despite our best efforts to stay positive, cheerful and productive, we have had extraordinarily trying days. We are emotionally and physically wiped.
Part of the stress, I realize, comes from having to pretend that everything is A-okay all freaking day. It’s absolutely not. We’re dealing with work and school and family and finances and self-doubt and clutter and all kinds of other stuff too. I realized today what I needed to do was just sit with the negative feelings, because I was wasting a lot of emotional energy trying to avoid what most people I knew would inevitably say. Continue reading →
I’m really excited about the Mommy R&R/babydroppings self-care challenge. I know that New Year’s resolutions can fall out of existence in just a day or two, but I think that this is a really important one for us to stick with. Most of us are leaving ourselves last, and the effects are piling up.
I’ve started already, and I hope you have too! I’m sharing my plans for the month here, in the calendar. Be sure to let me and Val know what you’re doing to love yourself, too. Tag your posts #TimeForYOU2017 so we can follow along 🙂
I’m obsessed with New Year’s. Being an extremely Type-A, high-strung perfectionist, I love any special day dedicated to making lists and making improvements in my daily life. But for many years in a row, my resolutions have all been about getting more done, getting stuff accomplished, and generally just a twelve-month long to-do list.
In my first full year of parenting, I’ve realized that the cliche is true–if mama’s not happy, no one’s happy. So this year I want to try to do something that I’ve never done before. Something much harder. And I want you to do it too.
We’re completing the last leg of a week-long family road trip to visit our family for Thanksgiving, and celebrate my grandmother’s 95th birthday! In my family, driving to Georgia is a rite of passage. We used to load up the car and drive down on a moment’s notice. I have countless memories of stretching out across the backseat of my mom’s minivan, reading by day and staring at the stars at night. Continue reading →