It’s a despicable day … despicable me kinda day. Body loathing. Body shaming. When will this change.
#pauseforourheroes … For the medics and emergency workers who don’t get to stop in this world-wide pandemic.
I made my son cry today. It’s not my finest moment, nor is it one I intentionally did. You see… Read more I Made My Son Cry Today
How is it that life can be so “normal” one moment and then upside down and inside out the next?… Read more Life & Death. We’re in Deep.
It’s not pretty.
But it’s real and raw.
A smelly blog today. Smelly but blessed beyond words…
Hey 2020! Yeah you! What the fuck man?! …
I have a box for every food and food group. No longer just a “good” box or “bad” box but a “intermittent-fasting-box”, “fodmap-friendly-box”, a “screw-it-youre-fat-box”…
Overwhelmed? Tired? Stressed? Does it look like everyone else has got this parenting gig nailed while you are flailing about like an octopus in s hit storm.
A woman grew and delivered us into this world so let it be known we come from a fucking Goddess and certainly weren’t born flailing about in the ocean waiting to be rescued by a Prince Charming!
People pleasing will rot your goddamn core and take every little unique ounce of sparkle you own and turn it into borrowed dust… I say, fuck that!