Yesterday was my son’s 6 month birthday. How we are already at this point is baffling to me. Many of our days together have felt very long. How have 6 months’ worth of them already passed? Seems like the expression is true: The days are long but the years are short. Well, in my case, the months have been short.
I thought it would be interesting to look back on the goals I set for myself during my maternity leave. Keep in mind that I set these goals before my son was born. Before I knew better. Before I knew anything about this wild, amazing, chaotic, emotional ride called motherhood. Continue reading
Today a good friend shared news with me of a family tragedy, and it got me thinking about mental health.
We invest so much time and effort in our physical health – going to the gym, trying to eat healthy, taking medicine and resting when we’re sick.
Are we taking care of our mental health, though? Continue reading
A little while ago I wrote about the challenges I navigate throughout the night in the quest for sleep. Those challenges, namely, my son, my husband, and my cat, have decreased by one.
On January 13, I said goodbye to Reef. Continue reading
For the past few months, my Inner Productivity Junkie has been sulking in the corner. She doesn’t like to be ignored, but as a new mama, I haven’t quite figured out how to keep both her and my son happy. Continue reading
What we eat is such a personal choice. I debated whether to do a post on this topic; the last thing I want to do is offend anyone or sound judgmental. After all, to each their own. Who’s to say my choices are better than yours? I am faaaaaaar from a good eater. Oreos, bagels, and pizza make up the bulk of most of my meals. Any healthy eating that happens these days in my house is a direct result of my husband and his refusal to see peanut butter and jam sandwiches as a suitable dinner option. Continue reading