This Is How My Anxiety Impacts My Marriage

I’m just going to lay this out there: I have an anxiety and panic disorder. I’ve been plagued with severe anxiety and panic attacks for 12 years now due to multiple childhood traumas, and anyone reading this who has a similar struggle knows that this doesn’t mean I’m just kind of a nervous person.… READ THE REST

The Night I Did The Wrong Thing For My Family

Tonight, one woman fed my family while another one did our laundry.

 

Listen, I’m not always proud of the choices I make as a mother, as a wife. It’s tough – being that default parent, having the noticeable duties and responsibilities of this family rely heavily on my ability to overcome obstacles that I never thought imaginable.… READ THE REST

What Mom Friends Shouldn’t Say

From the first moment you announce that you are expecting a little bundle of joy, in the sea of congratulations and heart emojis, you are always hit with at least one dreaded “just wait!” Your baby is literally only the size of a small fruit and Debbie Downer is already hitting you with:

 

“Just wait until you are 9 months pregnant and you want to die!”

 

“Just wait until you see how horrible labor is!”

 

“Just wait until they are born and you never ever sleep again and your life is over!” etc.… READ THE REST

Maybe I Don’t Want Children

I’m not one of those girls who longs to have children. I’ve never felt that motherhood is my calling in life. I have nothing against those who do feel that way, but when I look at my dream life, the number of children in it varies day to day, if they’re even there at all.… READ THE REST

Dads Cry Too

I was 6 years old. I told you I didn’t want to ride the bus. You said it wasn’t up for discussion. I begged and pleaded. I cried and pulled my hair. You were unaffected. I threw myself on the ground and vowed never to speak to you again if you made me get on that bus.

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My Brother Is Not Stupid, He’s Autistic.

“His behavior is out of control,” the stranger in the stands said. “Is he getting enough attention at home?”

 

Why, yes. Out of four kids, my brother gets 90% of the attention.

 

“I wonder what he’ll do,” said my sister’s friend as she had the brilliant idea to antagonize Nolan in public, enough so that his safety bubble was popped and he had an episode right there at the ball fields, in front of everyone.… READ THE REST

How I’m Learning to Love My Body

I grew up with two females who served as my example for how to have a relationship with food: my mom, who was always on a diet, and always wished she could just lose a few more pounds; and my sister, who was and is naturally lean, long, thin, and ate whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted.READ THE REST

Bad Day, Good Life

I’m sure you know the kind of day that I’m talking about…

 

You didn’t sleep well at all the night before and laid in bed tossing and turning, so you sleep in late. Too late… And then the dominos keep falling.… READ THE REST

I Finally Moved On After A Decade

Hey. I wanted you to know that I thought about you today. It’s not like before and that’s what I wanted you to know.

 

It’s been ten years and some, maybe ten and a half, since you stole my heart, since I fell so hard for you that it changed the course of my life forever.… READ THE REST

I Was Fat On My Wedding Day

I was fat on my wedding day.

 

Maybe it’s because I graduated college and received my job offer within the same weekend he proposed, but my life was pretty intense once I was engaged. With a new city, new job, and planning my entire wedding states away from where it was happening, losing weight continued to be pushed lower on the list of things to do.… READ THE REST

I’m Jealous of Your Husband

Thoughts I think to myself on a daily basis scrolling through my Facebook feed:

 

“Amber is posting jaw-dropping photos of the new gorgeous headboard her husband built them in his workshop from pieces of wood that he chopped down himself.… READ THE REST

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