After starting physical therapy a few weeks ago, Autumn switched from afternoon appointments to morning appointments. Arriving for an afternoon appointment after a long day at day care meant that she was often exhausted, crabby. Morning seemed to be a much better fit for her rhythm. But it meant that she would begin seeing a different therapist. Continue reading
The past few weeks have been emotionally tough. The news has been a constant barrage of silencing, dismissing, berating, or blaming women who are trying to share their stories. It is draining, on many levels. While I have never experienced sexual assault that is at the center of the discourse, I can empathize with being told that my experience is not worthy or valid. Feeling rejected. Feeling that I have to hold my stories inside. It is challenging to want to show support and listen to the stories, without simultaneously wanting to crawl into a hole and hide from the vicious, unfeeling attacks. Continue reading
On August 13th, I saw a previous social media post I had made in a past year: “Raising tiny humans is exhausting.” I thought “What was I thinking? That doesn’t sound like something I would say.” Completely something I think in my head, but felt a bit out of character for me. Then I saw the year that I wrote it and thought “Oh. That explains it.” Continue reading
When I was in sixth grade, I suffered from hives that covered my entire body. They lasted for six months, unforgiving red circles that itched. I saw doctors, I missed school – no one could figure out what was going on. Finally, the pediatrician said “Let’s run a culture for strep throat – sometimes it can present with hives.” Culture was positive. A course of antibiotics later and the hives were gone. Continue reading
I knew that there would be things I would just do, or handle differently with Autumn than with my bigger kids.
She slept in our room, in a bassinet for a few weeks. The bigger kids were in their cribs from Day One. But with her, I feared that she would stop breathing or something. Having her close to me made me feel better. Continue reading