Two and a half years ago, I believed I was a failure. That I was worthless. That I was nothing. I would never be a good mother to my son. I would never be a good wife to my husband. I would never be a good friend to my friends. I would never love myself…
Mental Health
Haunted
I’ve been dodging a phone call for a week now. A phone call from my insurance company welcoming me to their Healthy Pregnancy program. I finally called back today on my way out of school thinking that the 10 minutes I had on the ride to get Joshua would be plenty of time to answer…
That peaceful, easy feeling
I sat down in front of the computer twice yesterday evening to write about my day. To talk about how much I enjoyed it. How much I needed it. And every time I couldn’t find the right words. I kind of don’t think they exist in the English language. And the only phrases I know…
Better is what happens when your husband reads your blog
What would I do without y’all? I sat here at this table with my broken laptop and I cried and emotionally vomited all over you all and you wiped it off, held my hair back, and then got me a wet-nap and a toothbrush. Because that’s what friends do. (Unless you’re my friend Amanda who…
Slipping
I’m on the verge of collapse. I’m about two seconds away from calling the doctor and asking for a life time supply of anti-depressants and a tubal ligation. My child won’t sleep. He’s been up two or three times a night for the past three nights. He took an awful nap on Monday, ZERO nap…