Really, I am quite convinced that my brain has been hijacked by an actual toddler who has decided to stuff cheerios into any area that may contain the slightest bit of sanity. I am throwing tantrums, crying randomly and frankly, I could use a nap? You feelin me? I am not sure if it's the … Continue reading Am I’m losing it?
That loaded word. It circulates through our day and drags us down into the trenches. It shortens our temper and pulsates our eyes. Exhaustion. As a mom this word has become my new norm. It's no longer that weird feeling but the daily feeling. Almost so that if I actually get a good nights sleep … Continue reading Exhausted….
anx·i·e·ty aNGˈzīədē/ noun 1 a feeling of worry, nervousness, or unease, typically about an imminent event or something with an uncertain outcome. Worry, nervousness, unease about an imminent event. This is my current state of mind, my head space. Ughh, I hate it. So what has placed me into this uneasy zone of dread and … Continue reading Good stress is still stress…
I am an extroverted introvert. Yes. You read that correctly, even if you had to read it 3 times. I am this. This is me. My social excitement and love for humans may quickly place me in that box of extroverts who lives for the lime light, when in reality, my introverted self just desperately … Continue reading Diary of an extroverted introvert.
Loneliness is such an isolating feeling. That's not breaking news, I know. The word mom and loneliness should be an oxymoron but they do in fact coexist, wrestle and sit at the same table. For me as a mom, loneliness has many faces. There is physical loneliness, which I'm happy to admit I actually asked … Continue reading Loneliness Has No Limits
I love this season of life we are entering where women's voices are being heard louder and more than ever. Where we have men backing us and women waving their white hankies for us. I love the comradery of feminism and the united presence of humanity. This season is ours ladies, let's not waste it. … Continue reading Let’s speak.
What am I suppose to look like as a mom of three? I try to work out, watch what I eat, monitor my wine, get my hair done (when I can afford it), attempt to dress cute (pulling off all of Walmart/Amazon's finest since that's the only place I don't feel immense guilt for indulging … Continue reading Ezers…Warriors…Image Bearers…Moms