That title pretty much sums up what’s in my head right now. Garbage. Stress. No motivation. Worry. Laziness. Questions. Confusion. All of that. This post? A bit of word vom. So grab your splatter shields. I’ve already pulled my hair back. That decision to grow this family has firmly become a decision to wait. There…
being an adult sucks sometimes
This isn’t a $5 t-shirt
I wrote yesterday’s post on Wednesday night while the storms were raging outside my house and in my heart and mind. Because y’all, this “decision” is a storm for me. I know that our family isn’t complete. Or at least I think I know that. I also know that I’ve taken three pregnancy tests in…
Family planning
When I was 6 days postpartum, someone said to me “Oh, you’ve got to start planning to give Joshua a little brother or sister. They’ll be best friends.” Six days. SIX. Six days after my insides had literally been removed from my body to facilitate the exit of my firstborn and then carefully (I hope)…
My teeth suck, but wine’s okay
There was a point in time when I craved time in my own house without the husband and child around. I craved peace and quiet and freedom to do nothing. But when I get that freedom, I find that I’m sorely lacking in ways to adequately spend that time. So I do things like schedule…
One part McFatty one part Hoarders
My dear, darling, awesome, wonderful husband has a little issue with stillness sometimes. As in, he can’t sit still. As in, last year on Staycation he almost killed me with his need to be productive and this was a 3 day weekend and OMGRELAXANDSTOPMOVING. Yeah. So, in order to save my marriage not fight, I…