real, raw motherhood
I am dropped off at the hotel and wheel my pink carry-on up the escalator to the front desk, heart beating like I was on my way to a hot date. In a sense, I am. My 24 hours alone start now. An exciting date with myself. The pressure wells up inside. I want to…
One more week to the big 4.0. I am grateful to have yet another birthday to celebrate. I am so proud of who I am right now at 39. From where I stand, 40 looks great. Never in a million years would 20 year old me have imagined this version of herself. I am not…
Today is Monday. A new week. I feel so much anxiety. It’s deep in my gut and up in my chest. It makes my breaths shallow and my heart pound. I wish that feeling would just disappear from my life. If only I could trust deep inside me that there is nothing to worry about.…
Fear has such a strong hold on me nowadays. It’s inside me so deep and keeps me from living my life. It hasn’t always been like that. Quite the opposite in fact. I was so daring, I stormed out of my house at age 14 determined to go to the beach with my 19 year…