Transformation. Hope. Change.
This summer has been crazy. Let me talk to you about two year olds. They. Don't Care. I have seen this child clock her sister in the head with a coffeepot and throw a fit because she couldn't wear deodorant as lip gloss. Sheđź‘Źdon'tđź‘Źcare. Meanwhile, our eight year old likes to see how quickly she... Continue Reading →
One of the joys of most mental illness' are their predictability. They either hang out constantly or you know when it's coming. 12 years with depression and I typically know when it is about to show up. Sadness from grief on the other hand is something still very new to me. It has has been... Continue Reading →
Having a family of my own has forced me to look at what my family situation growing up actually looked like. We are now over 8 years into this whole parenting thing and I am realizing it is all just a case of the blind leading the blind. No matter how much we want to... Continue Reading →
My 8 year old is obsessed with watching kids on YouTube review toys. This is a big thing. It is super weird and obnoxious but, it is a big thing. They call these "Toy Unboxings." My daughter has always had a huge love of baby dolls and as a result loves Baby Alive unboxings. If... Continue Reading →
I have never been able to do the monkey bars. Ever. I am not sure if my arms are uneven or they are abnormally weak but for whatever reason I just have never been able to conquer the simple playground activity. I get myself into position, take my feet off, ready to swing and grab... Continue Reading →
Let me tell you a secret about being a stay at home mom. We crave appreciation. CRAVE IT. Whoops, okay, maybe that is taking it too far. Maybe it’s just me? Maybe just once in awhile I would like my seven year old to stand up and sing my praises to the world for finding... Continue Reading →
I have had “suicidal thoughts” for the entire length of my depression extravaganza, but I had forgotten what it really felt like to be “done” until recently. The problem is definitions. Suicidal ideation is defined as “thinking about or planning suicide.” I learned early on that you have to really tame what you say when... Continue Reading →
Age gaps are peculiar things. I love my girls’ six year age difference. My oldest is the baby’s biggest fan. She cried happy tears for an hour when she found out she was going to be a big sister. To this day she is the first to get excited for any new milestone her baby... Continue Reading →
I have found that depression and isolation go hand in hand. I have also realized as an extrovert, depression gives me opposite personalities. Amazingly one of the biggest recommendations for depression is putting yourself out there. "Why would I possibly do that when I have nothing to offer right now?"Â The more I analyze my mood... Continue Reading →
I am very young in my faith. I am still a little baby Christian when it comes to experiencing God's glory and provision. When certain "God things" (events, encounters, encouragement that are undoubtedly God) happen I get so excited. I always want to tell people. Supernatural experiences are just cool. In that moment I can... Continue Reading →
