Picture of me in Rwanda on a safari, 2022 I stopped blogging because I couldn’t write about it all anymore. There was too much. I was too overwhelmed. Bella was too old. Everything felt too broken. My blog started as something about me, as a mama floundering through sleepless nights, rough pregnancies, and then unimaginable…
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It’s Probably The Devil
Some time ago, I wrote about feeling like Satan had a grip on my life in a way I couldn’t shake. I also remember the comment of someone snarkily poking fun that I believed in that (pretty sure I deleted them). You know how I can be a people pleaser, and I’m just so sad…
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Flats & Fears & Fun Things That Happen
If you’ve read my blog for the past month or so, you know I have this irrational fear of something happening with our car tires while Sam is gone. If you’ve read my blog for the past 6ish years you know this isn’t something new. I’ve been worried about flat tires forever, having had my…
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Irrational Fears
When Sam is gone, one of the more irrational fears that plagues me every time is something happening with the cars. I have no idea how this worry is so important in my mind, but it is. I’ve stressed more about it than most other than you’d think would be top of the “irrational” list.…