2016 was both a lovely and difficult year for me personally. I still labored in the shadows and fogs of post-partum depression that would creep out and abduct me when I least expected it. (I guess it’s now just everyday regular ol’ depression!) But there were also great swaths of
Becoming a parent made me want to be the best version of myself I can for my little one. Before giving birth, I felt like I was on the journey in some way, improving and growing as a human being on my journey to wisdom. I wasn’t perfect, but I
My epic closet clean-out has been slow-going but steady. I’m almost done with dresses and tops at the moment, and then I tackle accessories, which should be quite an odyssey. I wish I could go a little faster, but my little one gets really curious about all the piles of
My last post about what I called “something more syndrome” was really me putting down a feeling and analyzing its roots and conditions. I almost didn’t publish it because 1. I felt whiny 2. Most people know this feeling as “overwhelm.” I was pretty much all “Duhhhhhhh” when I realized
I’m sitting on my bed on a Friday night, typing blog drafts on my iPhone while Netflix’s new series “Love” plays in the background. (Really enjoying it…Gillian Jacobs = super-groovy, and j’adore everytime her Aussie roommate pops up in a scene.) I’ve just paid a million bills, and cleaned up
I’ve always maintained that January 1 was a senseless date to make resolutions. Most people are coming off a hectic holiday season and need to settle back into their normal lives in order to accurately judge what they want to change. It’s also smack-dab in the middle of a cold,
