about mother of two. air force wife.
battler of bipolar disorder
reader of books.
discoverer of joy.
this is my universe, squeezed. welcome.
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the artist's way by julia cameron
join me on the path to rediscovering creativity. don't worry, we're going to take it slowly.
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i’ve noticed that there are certain elements that i must have in my day or i snap. and when i say “snap” i don’t mean i get a little grumpy. i mean that i have an episode. depending on the magnitude of whatever has or hasn’t happened, i either snap a little or i snap [...]
i’m busy watching violet move. i’m busy in disbelief as she discovers her body. her elbows. her knees. the way things fold and bend. the way she can spin on her stomach. the way it feels to spit her applesauce and sweet potatoes. she laughs. she smiles bigger than i have in months. she’s delighted. [...]
as you can imagine, my life is complete chaos. chaos in my head. chaos in my house. chaos in the kitchen sink. chaos in the kid’s room. chaos. i have this gigantic list of things cleveland i still want to write farewell to, but everything is so chaotic i can’t seem to dredge up enough [...]
henry called me “mom.” it was over lunch. i think he was having cheesy shells. i was probably propping the baby and trying to spread peanut butter at the same time. he turned to me and said, “thanks, mom.”
and, you know, it was anti-climatic. once i heard the word “mom,” i realized i rather liked [...]
i’ve been looking for ways to motivate myself to do housework. i never used to be a messy person. in fact, i was sort of type A about my bedroom as a child. i knew when my sister came in and moved the teapot or tipped over a bear or broke the leg of my [...]
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