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, 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
I love my kids. In fact, I’m pretty obsessed with the three of them. They’re among my absolute favourite human beings on this earth. And the decision to drop them off with other people every day isn’t always an easy one to make. Even now, as the littlest boys near two and four, there are days I wish I could just keep them at home with me all day.
In January 2025, I joined the OrangeTheory Fitness Transformation Challenge post-surgery, aiming to regain muscle. Surprisingly, I gained 3 pounds, earning me the title of winner. Six months later, despite being in great shape, I’ve struggled with the mindf**k of the number on the scale.
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