To All the Moms Out Here Surviving Summer Vacation. I See You.

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. She👏don't👏care. Meanwhile, our eight year old likes to see how quickly she... Continue Reading →

#TearfulTuesday

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 →

But Wait…This Hurts

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 →

Freedom Ain’t Free

I always considered healing as picking up, moving on, getting over it, coping better, standing taller, being able to smile and say "I'm good. Thanks for asking!" I did not realize that in order to heal you have to face what you are actually scared of. I always thought freedom was a one time destination.... Continue Reading →

Let’s Get Real

I have been aware of my plummeting self esteem for quite sometime but have tried to ignore it in hopes that one day my confidence would just miraculously reappear when my kids got older or I was more "accomplished." The other day the Lord took me to the beach. Not the usual beach I go... Continue Reading →

Pity Parties in Thunderstorms

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 →

Lost in Translation

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 →

Advice From a Former “Teen Mom”

Mom shaming is very real. The moment you announce your pregnancy people judge, add being young and unmarried and the judgement flows in from all sides. People will judge everything and it has nothing to do with them. The big difference between mothers who find out they are pregnant at 17 versus finding out at... Continue Reading →

Start a Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑