On embracing new challenges….

It's National Blog Posting Month. I'd never even heard of this until I was scrolling through my Facebook feed at 5:30 this morning. I seem to find the most random information that early in the morning. Which begs the question: What interesting information will I come across during midnight baby feedings? At any rate, November … Continue reading On embracing new challenges….

On finding (what to do with) the time….

I was recently told that writing is a matter of one sentence at a time. So this is my attempt at that. I wake up every morning, motivated to do something remarkable with my day. And then...nothing. I hang out with my dogs and read the news. I text with my two girl friends who … Continue reading On finding (what to do with) the time….

On discovering the former happy….

Reading The Happiness Project is really making me consider the things that actually make me happy. I feel like I've been bored and really boring lately. I don't do a lot of interesting things most days. So the idea was posed in the book to think about the things that made me happy as a … Continue reading On discovering the former happy….

On possible brain atrophy….

I haven't written since April. That's way too long. And I mean, I haven't written a single thing. I haven't journaled. I haven't even started (and then not finished) blog posts. Honestly, the only thing I've written in that time is weekly notes in my pregnancy journal. That's right. In the time I've not been … Continue reading On possible brain atrophy….

On balancing on the edge of alone….

Almost a year ago to the date, I started doing yoga. I’d done it a few times before, but this was the first time I did it knowing I’d be going back…again and again and again. I started slowly doing one class a week and then before long, I was at the studio three or four times … Continue reading On balancing on the edge of alone….

On getting very naked….

Is there some weird chance the perfectionism could be labeled an "addiction"? It's easy to call something an addiction when you can see it. Like, in-your-face see it. I guess I never really thought about it before, but I suppose there are mental and emotional addictions as much as there are physical ones. I mean, … Continue reading On getting very naked….