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Sleep Crutches

August 11, 2020

In this edition of, "Do As I Say, Not As I Do"... Do not wait until 3 years of age to break your child of a sleep crutch, in my case, the Wubbanub …

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Emma Turns Five

June 2, 2020

Emma turned five last week and since then, we have been in some epic mom/teenager battles of will. I knew this time would come, but so soon? She is a …

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Controlled by Covid

May 3, 2020

If I am being entirely honest, I am not good. I have done no school work with the girls while at the same time thanking the good Lord that they are …

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Did you hear the good news? It's Friday 🍾 Did you hear the good news? It's Friday 🍾
Only five times in my life... ...have I been trul Only five times in my life...

...have I been truly broken. Although there may be times during my childhood that I either don't remember or altogether expunged from memory, as of today, I'm going to focus on the fifth, April 2020.

The one thing all five moments have in common is that overwhelming and suffocating fear, stemming from profound doubt and uncertainty.  I remember all five occurrences because they were dark and deep and dibilitating, the most recent occasion being this past April.

I cannot, without lying, tell you that 2020, as a whole, was all that lousy for me. I am a creature of convenience and this pandemic has allowed that for me. What I can tell you is that April 2020 was poignant and painful and truly damaged my morale....

{For the remainder of this piece please visit the link in my bio, Instagram didn't have enough space for everything I needed to say}
Thank you New Orleans for allowing us to swim in s Thank you New Orleans for allowing us to swim in sunny September πŸ‚
β€œI’ll tell you,” said she, in the same hurri β€œI’ll tell you,” said she, in the same hurried passionate whisper, β€œwhat real love is. It is blind devotion, unquestioning self-humiliation, utter submission, trust and belief against yourself and against the whole world, giving up your whole heart and soul to the smiter, as I did!” Great Expectations

Happy Anniversary my sweets, thank you for loving meπŸ’•
Before this photo I thought... ...every single ne Before this photo I thought...

...every single negative thought I could possible think about myself. I took a deep breath, put the swimsuit on, jumped in and played for two hours with my girls - who didn't care what I looked like or where my bathing suit was hugging extra tight.

It was freeing and fun and fabulous! I was calm and content and the girls were over the moon that "Mama was in the pool."

I can go back to struggling with self-acceptance and self-esteem tomorrow. For now, get in the damn pool! πŸ’¦
Nothing is better than finding your baby like this Nothing is better than finding your baby like this at 6:30am πŸ’•
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