I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately about the ‘power’ of the mind. How I can control my reaction to something and create a new situation. Like the saying goes, “You cannot change others, you can only change how you react to others.” This has been on my mind because of our situation with …
After shocks
So . . . I haven’t been around lately, at all. Not on Facebook, not really on Twitter and definitely not here. And I’ve missed it all. But something more pressing has been keeping me occupied, and once it was under control, well I’d kind of lost my mojo. Again. You all know that all …
Slow Cookin’
So. With the kids back in school I’ve decided that I’m going to do more home, from scratch cooking. And Diana at Hormonal Imbalances has been talking about the beauty of crock pots for years. So I scoured Pinterest and cookbooks and found some that sounded amazing. Ah-maz-ing. This morning, before I even had the …
3 1/2 Years . . . You’ve Come A Long Way, Baby
September marks the 3 1/2 year ‘anniversary’ of my first stay in a mental hospital. July 2013 will mark four years. Each September, as the kids start back to school I’m flooded with memories of the day I fell apart and went in that first time. I was obviously a complete mess, but I honestly …
While On Vacation
On Tuesday John will start kindergarten. Full day, every day. Sarah will be in first, Violet in fourth. And they’ll all be in the same school. All day, every day. Which means, I’m home, alone. Alone. I thought I was going to be all, “Woohooo!! Freedom!!” But instead I’m all, “Woohoo. Freedom.” I’m making lists …
Lazy Days With Grandma
On Tuesday we went to my in laws in New Jersey with the hope that my husband would get to kayak the Delaware and fish while Sarah and John and I hung out with Grandma and Grandpa. I took my knitting and some work, knowing the kids would be entertained by the new “old” toys …
Ready . . . Set . . They’re All Gone!
On Tuesday John will start kindergarten. Full day, every day. Sarah will be in first, Violet in fourth. And they’ll all be in the same school. All day, every day. Which means, I’m home, alone. Alone. I thought I was going to be all, “Woohooo!! Freedom!!” But instead I’m all, “Woohoo. Freedom.” I’m making lists …
Remember That One Time Where I THOUGHT I Texted My Psych?
That one time I was wrong?? Yeah. I texted my psychiatrist (because she’s awesome and gave me her cell number for just these times) and said: This is Kim. Can you please call me when you get a chance? I’m having some problems with my anxiety level and am leaving for vacation on Sunday. Oh, and …
Growing Up
Violet left for Bible camp on Monday afternoon — for a week. I was worried and didn’t think she was ready to go, it turns out I was the one who wasn’t ready. She was vibrating with excitement and anticipation for weeks before hand and couldn’t even sit still the day we dropped her off. …
Why I’m Afraid You Were Depressed
I’m afraid you were depressed – even though it could be a bonding and educational relationship for us both. But I’m afraid you were depressed. (And I’m afraid to tell you I was depressed and stll struggle with depression/anxiety.Which is totally ridiculous becuase I tell the world here (or, like 12 of you). I mean, …