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 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
It’s almost impossible to describe how perplexing the passing of time can be. Somehow, fifteen years have come and gone. Fifteen years of memories, highs and lows, heartaches, laughter, hugs, high fives, hockey games, mini road trips, date days, and spats. Fifteen years of motherhood. Fifteen years of F. It’s now 11:30am and, while I… Continue reading fifteen
I have often said that we can only make our choices for today. And, sometimes, the choices are easy and exciting to make. But not always. Back in November, I wrote this post and then forgot to publish it. Oops! Fast-forward nine months (gag) and I have made the choice to return my Peloton rental… Continue reading making choices for today
REAL TALK. January hit me hard. After being sidelined by a gross virus over the holidays (yay, daycare germs!), I got back into the swing of work with two new clients (yay, actually!) and then got walloped with my kids’ birthdays. F turned fourteen on January 14, and S turned two on the 23rd. In… Continue reading the epiphany
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