Hello and welcome to the first blog of the rest of your life! It's Wednesday and this waiting is killing me! I'm not wishing away time, by any means, but goodness, it's not a pleasant wait. It's hard not to "symptom spot" as my friend called it, but I'm avoiding it as much as I… Continue reading Excursions and Embryos
This should just be called: Where were you when you learned about Crystal Meth? I had just tuned 10 (young for my grade) and was SUPER into 90s alternative, thanks to my older brother (and my impeccable musical taste). I had a knack (or an obsessive hobby) for memorizing lyrics of songs and always enjoyed… Continue reading I believe in the sand beneath my toes…
Everyone has their quirks and is super specifically them. The exception to this are people who don't embrace their personalities and I feel sad for that. I enjoy people, no matter how different they are from me. So, by the previous assertion, I'm "super specifically myself." And that, I am. Love languages are slightly enthralling… Continue reading My Special Kind of Crazy
Keep going. Keep pushing. Keep striving to be better than you are. Every day I wake up, I give myself a little pep talk. Each day, I get the opportunity to have the best day of my life. I can be a better wife, daughter, sister, friend, and leader. Some days are filled with self-doubt… Continue reading Life. It goes on…. (5/13)
Aching. Constantly. Blinking back tears. Practicing my responses. How are you? I can’t sell I’m great under the judgmental stares, so I decide on fine. I’m fine! Changing the subject to talk about them. People love to talk about themselves and it usually is bearable from there. How does this get better? Time, I suppose,… Continue reading Navigating through with a waning moon (May 10, I think)
I'm going to back post some things. I'm fine. And not in the vapidly hollow sense that I speak of in one of the posts I'm going to publish. I try to wait to publish negative posts until I've at least slightly gotten a grip so that no one freaks out. Why publish at all,… Continue reading Disclaimer!
Waiting has never been my strong suit. So, I've got two more sleeps until my test and man, it's tough. I don't feel pregnant. I'm not "giving up hope" or "not putting enough positive energy into it" or whatever else, but I feel fairly confident that I'm not pregnant and there is nothing hope or… Continue reading The Waiting Game