Keep Moving: Fat Girl Running
Yesterday I fumbled headfirst into running again. My doctor wants me to start exercising at least 6 hours a week. I about died of...
Stop the Train
Sometimes a train of negativity sweeps you down the rails of poor thinking patterns and dysfunctional coping skills. Yet somehow we keep...
I Made a Baby (With Someone Who Thinks I'm the Worst)
I made a baby with a person who didn't like me. Not even the slightest bit. Maybe my title here is a tad assuming... but I suspect he...
Drowning on Dry Land: Moms Can't Cry
“That’s me in the corner. That’s me in the spotlight losing my religion.” This lyric plays in my mind when I contemplate the progression...
Five Ways to Live Out Your Cold, Hard Truth (The Chicken Method)
Being a single mom is hard. Finding ways to cultivate balance takes effort. Jessica tells us how becoming a chicken lady helped her gain new
I’m glad I didn’t get a husband—
GASP! I have a boyfriend. But this coupling is not some sort of instant qualifying measurement that lessens the burden of parenting. For...
I have PTSD and I am not crazy.
Fear is a liar. Sometimes when I think back to my past I perseverate on the lies my fear told me. Being afraid had become so ingrained...
Tsunami
Sometimes a heart just bursts. We love so deeply we cannot keep the vast emotions in one simple container. The following tells a brief...
Turning A Corner by the Scandalous Grace of God
The bulk of my blogging centers on the time in my life as a Parent Crisis and the healing process. Today healing that has dangled in...