the toys on the floor
I’m sure some people will call this “lazy” and that’s fine. I call it preserving energy.
timers + letting go
The Google Home timer is going off as I fire the dishcloth into the sink and say “Stop,” before dimming the kitchen light and walking away. The floor could still use a good sweep but my five-minute cleaning window is over and the floor will keep. The crumbs will still be there when I have… Continue reading timers + letting go
teaching the little things
As I tried to explain the grey zone, it occurred to me that learning the little, and often nuanced things in life can sometimes be the hardest. The unspoken rules. The “best practices”. The things we might only learn the hard way when something has blown up in our face.
dear 25-year-old-self
Dear 25-year-old-self, I know things feel hard right now. I know you feel lost. But, you’re not. In these moments when you feel like a failure, it’s impossible to imagine that you’ll look back and feel pride. You will. You worked hard even when you felt like giving up. You held it together when it… Continue reading dear 25-year-old-self
two fast
Two years ago this morning, nothing felt like it was going fast. For a week, I’d been struggling through discomfort and end-of-pregnancy misery. I was hormonal. I was tired. I was having off-and-on contractions (which had also happened with S, who’d arrived a month ahead of his due date). In fact, two years ago this… Continue reading two fast
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