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…
mommyhood
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)…
He needed me. And I found a way to get there.
This morning I got up, showered, vacuumed, made coffee, and broke down a door. All before 10:00 a.m. Yes. You read that correctly. I broke down my own front door. Here’s how the conversation that led to this went: Dan: “You know, Jennifer’s coming over this morning. You might want to clean the rest of…
In which I lose followers by talking about poop and food
Along the same lines of Jill and her post about popcorn poop, I’m just going to go ahead and tell you that this post? Is about poop. Mostly. But no pictures. Because ew. And this post today is as much for me to throw it out the Universe that I need some HALP from the…