I’m so beyond the fear of rejection right now, I can’t even take half a step because I am certain I will fall. No confidence, no voice, just fear. Fear all the time. I’m rigid and scared, stressed, and going through the motions of my daily tasks, but afraid every second of it, not taking …
Ten months ago, Robb went back to working full-time in a money-making type situation, and I went mega part-time in my Physician Assistant job, so I could write a novel (and, in parentheses, also take care of my kids and the house and run our family’s small vegan ice cream business). Nbd! I got this. …
(Full disclosure: I’ve had seven hot toddies (bourbon! lemon juice, tea, and honey), so, in addition to the effects of the steroids and the antibiotics and the respiratory meds… I may be writing under the effect of the….tea.) I didn’t know I was sick. I mean, I knew I felt terrible, but I’ve felt terrible …
Eleven days ago, my cousin, Alex, fell and hit his head, and he’s been in an intensive care unit since, while the neurology team works to reduce the swelling in his brain. His wife is by his side, his sons and his mom, his dad, sister, brother and their families, and legions of friends and …
Humongous drops of rain were pounding on the windshield in the way that only southern rainstorms do, and I held my phone to my ear wondering if this job and this trip were going to end my marriage. I had left town without fixing the storm door, the one thing Sarah needed me to do …
I had both kids at home with me today, which meant that I got emails sent and returned phone calls and texts in the thirty minutes between their feedings, and in the smack dab middle of their epic wars. The one with the more sympathetic whine got my attention after I figured out what happened …
This time of year we get to see all the beautiful pics of our friends and families’ perfect families on perfect cards and perfect social media posts, and it makes us all feel perfectly insufficient. It just does. We’re so glad for them, but also worried for us. Are we getting it all wrong? Did …
FORGIVE ME FOR NOT BLOGGING MUCH ANYMORE. I’M WRITING A BOOK, AND IT’S REALLY HARD. WHY DOES NO ONE SAY HOW HARD IT IS? OH, THAT’S, LITERALLY, ALL ANYONE EVER SAYS ABOUT WRITING A BOOK? K. WELL, ANYWAY….I’M WRITING A BOOK. IT’S HARD. AND I’M TRYING NOT TO THINK ABOUT WHETHER ANYONE WILL WANT TO …
So, a few months ago, Robb and I more-or-less switched places. For the past few years, I’ve been working while he started our business. Now, he’s working to support our bread habit, and I’m working part-time and running the business, being with the kids more, and *writing (see also: not writing). I’m not actually …
I’ve recently been learning some things about myself. It sucks. Personal growth is cool and all, but why does it require so much work and discomfort? Part of my reason for wanting to work less hours was to be with my kids more, especially as we’ve been dealing with some rage-y behavior issues from one …