Saturday, January 28, 2017

I am TIRED! In every sense of the word. I get about 4-5 hours of sleep a day, so not only does that make me tired physically but that eventually leads to mental and emotional exhaustion. At this moment I am angry and resentful, so I probably shouldn't be blogging about it but I just have to be real. I am a stay at home mom (that is a job that I wouldn't trade for any job in the world) which means that 99.999999% of everything falls on my shoulders, or at least that is the way I feel. If my son wakes up in the middle of the night, or at 5 in the morning and decides not to go back to sleep I am ALWAYS the one that has to deal with it and stay awake, no one ever offers, if the circumstances fall to where I am sick and have to beg the other person to help, they act like such a martyr that they have to parent and make so much noise while doing it, I pretty much want to just get up and just fucking do it anyway, at that point I am so angry and hurt that I wouldn't be able to sleep anyway. If something doesn't get done that could very easily be taken care of  by either of the adults in this relationship, the blame and disappointment falls on my head. I apparently am responsible for making people responsible, who knew?! I am sure this isn't fair, and if you were to ask the other person their perspective would be very different. I am just tired of being the mean person, the nag, the no fun person. I want to have a break too.....without begging.....and guilt for wanting a break.

Mom Time!

Saturday, September 17, 2016

So here's the deal...I'm a stay at home wife and mother. I am on the clock 24 hours a day, I may get a few moments of reprieve here and there but I never really get the opportunity to completely shut off and do whatever I feel like.....until this very moment, and I have no idea what to do with myself! My husband took the initiative to schedule a play date for our son and has left me at home completely alone! What is a girl to do with all that alone time? Maybe I could go to the bathroom.....with the door completely wide open? Maybe I could lay in my bed with a stack of magazines and  a cup of tea? Maybe I could take a shower in peace.....or maybe I could enjoy my bathrobe and Kermit the frog slippers a little while longer? Maybe I could put on my bathing suit and soak up some sun in the backyard? I seriously do not know where to start! If you will excuse me I'm off to wring every last drop of precious alone time in before the two people who are most dear to me return from their adventure.

Whole30 aftermath

Saturday, March 12, 2016

Many of you have probably heard about this "diet" called Whole30 or the book called It Starts With Food. I have been hearing about it pretty steadily for about a year now, and looked at some of my favorite bloggers and IG users end with amazing results. I sort of filed that away into the "that's great for them but I could never give up sugar or bread for 30 days, that's just crazy talk" section of my brain and went about my life. My sister texted me when she was about a week into her whole30 journey and was raving about how great she felt and I was sort of filled with envy. I wanted to feel good. I wanted to look good. I no longer identified with myself when I looked in the mirror, I felt like my soul was trapped in someone else's meat suit, and that feeling can really start to mess with your already fragile mental health. Im not going to lie, week one really sucked. My heart and my stomach kept telling me to eat potato chips and candy but luckily my brain was (barely) able to overrule those two trouble makers. Week two was a little bit better I was starting to feel weirdly happy and the potato chip voice was starting to speak much softer. Week three was like supernaturally amazing, for the first time probably in my whole life I wanted to workout. Week four was mentally the best week of my life. I felt full, I felt rested, energetic, and I seriously felt like I could do anything in the entire world. Oh and the moment everybody is waiting for...........I lost 20 pounds! I was so stoked and vowed that I was going to eat a mostly compliant diet for the rest of my life, but to reward myself I ate some pancakes, then wine, then pizza, then chili cheese fries, then taco bell (FYI this wasn't all in the same day this was over the course of a week after completing whole30, before ya'll go thinking I'm some sort of glutton.) Mentally I feel gross because the chemicals in the foods I reintroduced have messed up my hormones causing me to have major anxiety and triggering really painful hormonal breakouts on my chin (which had completely cleared up by week 4) and pretty much all over my face. I have not been able to sleep well, my energy is gone, and I wake up feeling achy in my joints and muscles, and go through my entire day feeling foggy brained. I cannot take another day of this crappy feeling, so as of this minute I am putting myself back on whole30 for the foreseeable future, if I feel the need to get out of the guidelines it will have to be for something really darn special to make me mess up the good thing I had going on. I hope to be a little more consistent with posting about my future progress so that if there is anyone who happens across this little space who needs a little bit of inspiration to kick start their journey. I would love to be that inspiration.

who is the fairest of them all?

Saturday, January 23, 2016

  My husband and I took our little man to the zoo yesterday and we of course had a fabulous time! Our son is a a few months over two years old and he is finally to the point of being able to appreciate and notice all the different animals, so while he was watching and pointing at all the interesting new animals my husband and I found ourselves watching our favorite animals, humans. I find it very interesting to see how strangers interact with their friends, children, and of course other strangers, I'm pretty sure I missed a calling to be an anthropologist.

  While we were looking at the lions there were a couple of moms standing to the left of us with about five children between the two of them and one was wearing a baby in a really cool rainbow colored sling, my initial thought was "crunchy moms" then in the 5 seconds of standing there one of their children whined about wanting a snack and the other mom offered some of her childs cookies then the convo went something like this: "Oh, thank you, but I'm not sure they are dairy free." then the other mom started looking at the ingredients list and assured the first mom it was dairy free and organic. nosy am I? My second thought was "vegan" but just as I was thinking that my husband whispered as we were walking to the next exhibit "are those moms that we hate?" I swear he is just as nosy as I am, and clearly a drama queen. Then I had to explain there could be several reason for the dietary restrictions including lactose intolerance which he immediately understood because our son happens to be lactose sensitive and we have to be careful but not 100% dairy free, and I explained further that I don't hate any moms as long their kids are loved and cared for why should we care if its different from how we do it? He agreed and we walked on to find the food court because we also had a hungry boy on our hands. While in the food court we made a startling discovery our child was not the most well behaved one in the room (he wasn't the worst either) but lets just say we got a few evil eyes from our table neighbors, which irritated my husband because he felt like we were being judged for our parenting skills, and that can feel pretty hurtful because I feel every parent really does the best they can. Then my husband quietly asked me, "how do you decide who wins in parenting? Is is based on how they act now, or what kind of person they become later?" and I had a bit of a pretend stoner moment where I was like "woah man....thats, like, really deep!" but seriously how do you know? All I hear about on facebook is Mommy Wars and the War On Breastfeeding and for lack of a better term I find it...........really freaking dumb! So what if someone judges you or even you just perceive yourself being judged! Is it right? NO! But put on your Under-roos and don't worry about what other people are possibly thinking about you. You cannot control what other people think, you can only control your own actions and what you put into this world, and I want to put in empathy and comradery with the people I encounter. Its human nature to have first impressions and make judgments, I don't feel guilty for that, but its a whole other story what you choose to do with those judgments that make it wrong or right.

A reflective essay on the year of yes

Thursday, January 21, 2016

Apparently I have been yes-ing is up all over the place this year because I've barely posted about what I've said yes to and the after school special lessons I've learned in the process, so I am here to fill you in!

  • 5 different hair colors! (One of them being purple, my favorite!)
  • Going to a new bible study without knowing a single person. It ended up changing my entire outlook on a relationship with God and understanding the fullness of his love for me. Truly life changing and I ended up making some wonderful new positive friends!
  • Starting two new business ventures! (One of them I had to step away from due to lack of time to focus creatively but maybe I will be able to reboot it in the future)
  • Learning to crochet!
  • Moving to a different state!
  • Planting a garden! (I only planted parsley, Swiss chard, and carrots, but it was so magical to put seeds in the earth and watch them grow! I didn't follow the instructions on how to plant and thin out the carrots because I didn't believe they would grow, which is so silly, right? But they did grow but they were tiny because I didn't give them enough room to grow. But they were so cute!)
  • severely limiting our tv and Internet time so that we can focus on family and learning time.
  • Hopping in the car and taking spur of the moment road trips.
  • Keeping better tabs on our money and spending less (this was more of a necessity BUT we rocked it and learned that it was okay not to say yes to every 5 dollar whim we had and in the end were able to say yes to more meaningful expenses) 
  • Paying down a few debts instead of avoiding them, I swear it has cut my anxiety in half knowing I am taking action.
There are so many things that we said yes to as a family and so many personal attitude adjustments that I made. Some of them were things that I probably would have made anyway because as humans we are constantly learning and changing but it was really nice to be consciously aware it. I would have to say that the biggest take away from the year was I gave up on "perfect." All my irritation and feelings of inadequacy that I felt in my life, stemmed from comparing myself to others! I would see these "perfect" families with "perfect" houses and "perfect" jobs and I would think "if we could just have that or do this, then we could be happy" and finally I had an Ah-Ha moment where I just realized how ungrateful and wasteful I was being with my time and thoughts by thinking that way. I know for so many people that is a crazy simple and no brainer thought, but it has actually taken me 28 years to figure that out. My little family  and I have slowly began to try to simplify our life by cutting out clutter in all forms. I will be honest and say that we are more successful on some days than on others because. hey, we are humans. I guess for the year of 2016 we will continue to say yes to things that benefit us, such as living simply and being grateful. Hopefully we will be able to share some entertaining stories along the way.   


Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Something happened when I became a mother that I never expected to occur, not only did I begin the journey into parenthood but I also slowly morphed into a dirty hippie! Something strange happened almost as if when I gave birth somebody threw the switch that allowed me to see the planet with and all the beauty and ickiness combined. I got really frustrated with all the corporations, chemicals, injustices, and the worship of waste. I was so frustrated because I just felt "this isn't right, and I want a better earth for my son, and all the other kids out there" but what could I do? I'm just one person, a speck of dust in this universe, nothing that I do alone can make a difference, but I slowly started making changes that I felt were right for me and my little guy. The biggest change probably happened after my older sister watched a documentary about this island of birds that had zero contact with humans and yet they were finding pieces of plastic and feeding it to their babies. The babies died with bellies full of plastic, it was heartbreaking, and caused her to make a pretty drastic change. She decided that she was going to live a zero waste lifestyle and say no to plastic at all cost! I will admit at first I though she was being a little bit of a weirdo, but then I went and spent a week with her, she wasn't preachy, she was genuine, she was still the same sister....minus plastic. While we were at her house we would go for daily walks on the beach and she would pick up any bits of garbage that people had left behind, after one walk we had collected a huge bags worth of intentionally left behind garbage and it made me angry! I realized though that even though it was just a small patch of beach, by her collecting it and properly disposing of it she actually was making a huge difference. I made a conscience decision then to really be thoughtful about what I am purchasing and not unnecessarily buy plastic items, (not saying I am living a zero waste lifestyle but I have become more aware) also if I am on a walk and see litter I pick it up.
This is a bag of garbage from the park I go walking in all the time, the litter situation is out of control but if I continue to do this everyday that I go then I'm going to have some very happy turtles and geese that won't have to worry about feeding their babies dangerous plastics by accident.

Stop! Picture time!

Monday, March 30, 2015

I'm sure you have heard the phrase "Stop and smell the roses" obviously meaning to enjoy the moment while you are there in it. I don't think I really have a problem with noticing details and trying to enjoy the beauty around me but something I do have a problem with is taking pictures of the details I am admiring. I get very self conscience about taking pictures because my only camera is an an iPhone and I have severe camera envy. I guess with all the wonderful blogs out there with their professional quality photos I feel like my iPhone wouldn't even do the subject justice. As part of Project-Get Up Off Of That Thing, I have been pushing myself to get out of my comfort zone. The other day I was having to run a few errands and it was a gorgeous day and the flowering cherry trees have been bursting with so many blooms they looked like giant pink cotton balls dangling on the trees!

I thought about just driving by and just hurrying up with my errands but I'm so glad I didn't! It ended up raining for a few days and so many of the petals fell off that they didn't look like the same trees!

You can't expect for the beauty that you see today to be unchanged tomorrow, so by all means, stop! And take the picture!