C has a long history of being completely terrified of miscellaneous things. Some of them, I totally get. Others - like bark chips, for example - seemed to come out of nowhere. Right now, it's birds, spiders, and crocodiles.
About two months ago, we were getting ready for bed when C saw a spider on the bathroom floor. I was washing my face when I heard screaming. I looked up to see C, half-nekkid, plastered against the wall and screaming hysterically.
I will admit, spiders aren't my favorite things either. I really don't like their legs. And seeing a particularly big ...
About three months after my separation, I read a book about divorce. The book said that it would take at least a year of misery before I started to feel better. It also said that denial is the first stage, and that I’d feel like things were improving, only to be hit with the brunt of the “devastation” a few months later.
That book pissed me off.
I didn’t appreciate some jerk telling me I was going to suffer through another nine months of this garbage, after I’d already been through three months of hell. I especially hated being told that I was in denial and ...
As a single mom, most of my choices make my life easier. Reading this, you may think I’m an insane hippy mother who makes her own milk at home, but trust me: I am normal and I swear I’m doing this because it saves me time and money. If you’d like to know why I make my own cow's milk alternative, scroll down to read the backstory and nutrition information.
C has major intolerances to dairy and wheat, and a sensitivity to eggs and soy. As some of my long-term friends and followers may recall, I discovered this when she was about three weeks old; it was part of ...
When C was a baby, I had a ton of new mom friends, both online and in “real life.” I belonged to three newborn support groups. We leaned on each other for everything, asking all sorts of questions of each other. No topic was off-limits.
When you have a newborn, there’s no shortage of parenting advice. And I, along with every other mom I knew, sucked it up like a sponge. None of us had a clue what we were doing, and we took advice from anyone who seemed halfway sane. We were desperate for sleep and terrified that we would somehow screw up parenthood. It was all ...
I am not a religious person. For the vast majority of my life, actually, I’ve not even considered myself spiritual - I always referred to myself as an atheist-leaning agnostic. But a few months ago, I had somewhat of a spiritual awakening.
I’m 30 now, and I know a few of my friends feel like there’s something missing in their spiritual life. That’s why I want to share what’s changed for me.
As I mentioned earlier, C has had a rough go of it, and she has a lot of fears. These fears often mean that she is terrified to go to sleep. During the worst times, I ...
For most of my life, I have been a very busy person.
Even when I took a year “off” from my doctoral degree at 22, I was constantly on the move. At the time, a friend of mine commented, “You are the busiest unemployed person I’ve ever met.”
In this country (and really, around the world), busyness is almost like a cult. Everyone worships The Busy as if it's somehow going to save us. We keep adding hobbies, activities, jobs, and commitments to our To Do lists, and we're constantly rushing around trying to juggle it all. We are work-a-holics at work and in our ...
When I graduated from college, I had a bumper sticker on my car that read, “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” At the time, I struggled with being “too sensitive” and taking things “too personally.” Part of the reason I had that bumper sticker was to remind myself that, when I was feeling “inferior,” it wasn’t about the other person’s words. It was that I was too sensitive. Looking back, I’m pretty horrified by this: holy let’s-blame-the-victim, amiright?
At the time, ...
To everyone who has been fighting the good fight: CONGRATULATIONS! We're almost there, and I couldn't be more thrilled!!