I had an insightful conversation (which you may or may not be able to listen to soon) that kept me up for a bulk of the night thinking. Thinking and reassessing my journey and realizing how writing and storytelling came to be so important to me. I mean, after all, the meaning of one of my givenContinue reading “There was a time before.”
Punctured. Leaking. Like I was being crushed under gravities weight. With unbearable pressure pulsating in my head was the ache of struggling to console, barely in a position to hold my newborn right. But if I didn’t lay flat,
Like many breastfeeding Moms, throughout my breastfeeding journey I pumped to store milk should there ever be a situation I’m not able to immediately feed the baby. My issue each milk producing round (currently on number 3) has been that I’d been so tired or busy when transferring the milk from bottle that I forgot to label the pump dates.
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Remember that feeling of psyching yourself up to go? Feeling anxious and sweaty. Getting in the position to make the leap, and counting down. Closing your eyes and imaging yourself just getting it over with.
On a long list of tattoo ideas I wrote years ago, ‘breathe’ was one of them. It has been and still is one of the things I always tell myself whenever I’m going through intense feelings.
“If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?”
For one slight second I let comments or ideals that other people have about my life delude the way I see myself.