Please don’t hate me, you guys, but… I caved!
I gave Choo-choo something he wanted that I’d told him “no” about many times. But before you panic, it wasn’t anything dangerous or damaging. In fact, it was pretty much a non-issue I stood my ground against only because my original answer had been “no.”
Remember when I told you about Continue reading “Giving in, not giving up”
Lately, my anxiety has been turning into anger/rage more than I care to admit.
But I’m admitting it because I think it is important to talk about this issue. Anxiety is so much more than simply feeling scared. It is an overwhelming, often all-consuming, sometimes paralyzing emotion. Anxiety can also manifest itself as anger and rage despite the fact that a lot of people still don’t either know or accept this.
Continue reading “When anxiety rages but there is still music in your heart”
Choo-choo has moved on to a new phase in life now. Everything is “I didn’t know.”
For example, we have been working with Choo-choo on his potty training. (More about that, with some WONDERFUL news, another day!) I put him in bed for a nap one day only he was still awake after about ten minutes. This usually indicates that he has a wet or dirty diaper and needs to be changed.
I walked upstairs and, as I suspected, Continue reading “What you don’t know (can seriously annoy your parents)”
Now that the holiday is over, I feel composed enough to talk about the stress Thanksgiving (and all holidays) brings. There’s the recipe search, cooking, getting everyone ready, trying to be on time, and so on. In the past, I’ve exhausted myself trying to figure out the perfect recipes to make, I’ve burnt the food, and we have never arrived on time. (And I’m not even the hostess. I can’t imagine how much more stressful that duty is!)
But this time, I had a plan. Not only did I have a plan, but Continue reading “The time I beat holiday stress…”
My son Choo-choo absolutely loves to play “Red Light, Green Light.” You know the one, where someone calls out “green light” and you all run then they call out “red light” and everyone stops. We also do “yellow light” because Momma sometimes needs it to slow down a bit. (Long gone are my sprinting without abandon days.) Continue reading “Games we play”
For the past several days, I have been woken up at least twice a night by my son Choo-choo. Lack of sleep is usually bad for just about everyone, me included. I end up exhausted, obviously, but there is more to it than that.
Little to no sleep leaves me crabby, anxious and even dizzy, especially with the medication I take before bed each night. This means I sometimes Continue reading “What becomes of the sleep-deprived?”
Today was one of those bad joke kind of days. The whole “Everything that can go wrong will go wrong” totally applied to us today.
I couldn’t find my house keys. We were late to meet my cousin. When Diesel, Choo-choo, and I were finally in the truck and on the way (after a guy stopped by to talk to my husband about his truck since it’s a cool vintage), we immediately had to turn around and Continue reading “Bad Joke Day…”