The photo below features an actual text from my sister. She’s hilarious, and though I love Chopped too, no truer words have ever been spoken about the show. And of course the Weekly Wrap Up: Recipe Monday: From-Scratch Brownies Homeschool Tuesday: Our First Day of Second Grade Wednesday: Why Breaking is Okay… Thurday: Homeschooling … Continue reading
Tag Archives: Fears
Why Breaking Is Okay and Sometimes Necessary
I can’t really remember when this started. I used to be a really sensitive child. Even as a teenager my emotional instability was devastating to my personal life and to those in my life. But somewhere along the way, I lost that. I hardened. I developed a shell and tried…try really hard not to let … Continue reading
My Personal Struggle to Stay At Home.
This past weekend, I read an article about women who’d chosen to leave high-profile positions to become stay-at-home mothers. Ten years later, the publication followed up with these same women only to find them longing to return to the work force. It was a difficult read for me. I kept thinking how selfish the women … Continue reading
Revenge Tattoo. Oh yeah, and skin cancer.
Well, as if we don’t have enough on our plate with a new baby, a fit-throwing terribly 2-year-old, job loss, my possible return to the work force and medical bills, we also found out this week that I have skin cancer. Yep. Info here Months ago, when I was still hugely pregnant, my stepmother told … Continue reading
Homeschool Curriculum and a Bit More Freedom
In my post from Tuesday, I talked about how structured J’s last school year was. I was new, and let’s face it, I like to organize, over plan and file things away. Overall, it actually worked pretty well for us. I was grateful to not have to think too hard about the school plan. Between … Continue reading
Preterm Labor and Being Grateful for More Time.
So much has been happening lately, that I’m finding it hard to put into words. Trust me, being lost for words is new for me. Still, I find myself sitting here in the early morning trying to get some of these feelings onto the screen…mostly so they are out of my head. I realize that … Continue reading
Outpouring of My Heart
I have to be careful with my words here, and I’ve never been terribly good at being careful. I have to be willing to trust–in God, in people, in my instincts…and I’m terrible at trusting. I have to take one day, sometimes one hour at a time. I have to believe that everything will work … Continue reading
See, Things Are Working Out.
This is really a follow up to my post Apparently, I Believe in Miracles. Who Knew? This week has been very stressful money-wise. As the necessities piled up (including another, very expensive car repair), I watched our bank account slip farther and farther below the minimum balanced we maintain. We keep a minimum balance because almost half of … Continue reading
Easter and I Have a Long, Sordid Relationship
Halloween used to be my favorite holiday, but when we discovered J’s peanut allergy, it stopped feeling like days in the Green Room, trying on costumes for a play. It started to feel like Russian Roulette. Even if we managed to scope safe candy (not an easy task), there was always the contact with unsafe … Continue reading
Don’t Touch My Bump and Other Scars that Stick.
I don’t like people to touch my baby bump. Like that. I used to think that it’s just because I’m rather modest (by today’s standards) and private about my body. It’s just kind of how my family is. My sister and I choose not to wear shorts or leggings as pants even though we’ve never … Continue reading