A lot of you have asked. I’ve thought about it for a while now. I’m finally going to do it. I’m going to do it. I’m going to “dare greatly” and put myself out there.
I admit that I am that annoying person on Facebook. I shout my POV from the rooftops. I post tons of articles hoping that people will read them. I sometimes engage when I really, really know better than to do it. I am a keyboard activist if you will.
The last two years were easily the most difficult years of my life. I struggled with being controlling. I struggled with defining my importance based on Who I belong to instead of what I do (or what I don’t do). I struggled with accepting my extraordinary body. I realized I had post partum depression. I sought help. And here we are: nine months after I began treatment for PPD. Here we are embarking on our 10th wedding anniversary on August 12. It is all so surreal.
Well, more like “pestering my hubs to allow me to measure him so that I can make him a proper fitting garment.” Except he refused to let me measure him until yesterday. And my post for the tour is due tomorrow, August 5. To say I’m a little annoyed about the situation would be a definite understatement. Continue reading
It’s awesome that God is showing me how to let Him love me. The bible has been “boring” to me for a while now. I’m still a Christian but I haven’t found pleasure in reading His words (the word He inspired the authors to write).
I felt alone. It didn’t seem as though many people legitimately cared about me or how I was doing. Continue reading
Without getting too mushy- which is almost impossible when I start talking about my baby girl- I have been thinking about how fun it is having Elle around. She is a joy. She makes life fun. Her hugs can bring me to tears and when she says, “mama” I melt. I am so glad that she chose me to be her mama. Continue reading
Sewing has helped me appreciate and get to know my body. All of these years, I thought I was an hourglass but, as it turns out, I am a rectangle with tendencies of spoon and pear. That’s not confusing at all, right?! So, I’ve been discovering the things that look good on my body. I gravitate towards fitted clothing but I want to diversify to be able to dress my body in the way that makes me feel comfortable, beautiful and confident. That’s a lot to ask for.
The other day I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I smiled. I smiled at myself. Continue reading