Two weeks ago, I was in tears over spilled apple juice. Tonight, I’m in stitches because THIS: Suffice it to say that it took everything in me to not die laughing. When I walked into the living room, he had his arms on his knees, head hanging, knowing damn well he’d done something he shouldn’t… Continue reading Toddlers With Tattoos
Once again, F and I have a little friend staying with us as Little sleeps over while his Dad’s away. Since it’s kind of old hat to everybody, we quickly settled into a groove after getting home from school this evening and I enjoyed two whole hours of work time while the boys watched Frozen and… Continue reading Crying Over Spilled Apple Juice
I often (read: usually) feel like a walking contradiction. A professional communicator who can spill her life’s ups and downs to the world, but can’t tell Mr. Hockey Coach how I’m feeling. I constantly provide positive feedback to others, while my negative self-talk is sometimes crippling. When J and I first split up, everyone promised that… Continue reading My Life Is A Walking Contradiction Sometimes
I’ve had a lot on my mind over the past couple of weeks, and it’s certainly taken a toll on me. I’ve been waking up in the middle of the night, tossing and turning and have had that awful feeling of impending doom rooted deep in my chest. Anxiety’s fun, hey? Haaaaaaaaaaa. After a week… Continue reading Saturday Snuggles
I took an enormous leap yesterday when I sat in a beautiful conference room in Dartmouth that looked across Halifax Harbour and filled out about 30 forms to start my petition for divorce. It was a big step for me. Gargantuan, even.Divorce. It’s a word I never wanted to use to describe my actions. I could… Continue reading Gargantuan
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