Well, after my post about beginning again, I completely forgot the day of the week and forgot to write yesterday! Never fear, here I am today. 😛 so this week I have worked out 5 days and ate at home 5 days. My recent goals are to workout 5 days a week and not eat … Continue reading Life is chaotic.
"It's never too late to start over." So here I am...starting over. For what may be like the tenth time with this blog. But you know what? It beats completely giving up. I love writing and part of why I lost my urge to write was I felt I wasn't making it far enough. This … Continue reading You can always begin again.
Having my beautiful daughter Alice was the best thing to have happened to me. When she stares up at me with her deep blue eyes, care free and untainted by the world, I melt like a marshmallow over a campfire. However, a hard realization struck me; depression does not discriminate. It does not care that … Continue reading What I’ve learned about depression as a new mom.
Women are told from the moment they can hold their first doll or barbie how wonderful being a mommy is. We hear all about pregnancy glow, the miracle of child birth, etc the second we escape the womb it seems. However, for some women, such as me, pregnancy is the opposite of a glowing time … Continue reading Hyperemesis Gravidarum made me loathe pregnancy.
Mothers already face a ton of hardship between raising their child in a way that best suits them while hearing from all angles what the "right" way to parent is. It seems everyone has an opinion on this subject, regardless of circumstances. While there is no right way, at least in my opinion as long … Continue reading Deciding between breastfeeding or taking my medications.
We are all human and flawed and that makes us beautiful.
The last few months I have been incredibly ill due to hyperemesis gravidarum (extreme morning sickness in pregnancy) and POTS (postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome.) This has left me feeling drained beyond repair, beaten down by life, and utterly hopeless that the future could possibly shine bright again. With incessant vomiting, it felt as though I … Continue reading When it feels depression has robbed me of my passion.
It's been on my bucket list for a long time to get a real massage. Not just one my husband attempts to provide; though his efforts are appreciated he doesn't know technique for muscle relaxation. I was in Wisconsin Dells for the night and looked up local massage. I found a woman (Rachael) who worked … Continue reading I got my first professional massage!
Because it's vital, that's why.
Being ill doesn't equate being a burden.