Posted in January 2013

Sleep, where are you?

Ever sense my first real EMDR appointment last week, I haven’t been sleeping well. I’m not having nightmares, I just can’t STOP until around 1 a.m. And I have no clue if the therapy and this problem are related. Like the Little Guy, I have always been a good sleeper. Once I’m out, I’m out. … Continue reading

Happy Birthday

It’s just after midnight on my son’s first birthday. I should be overwhelmed with joy right now. Instead, part of me wishes I could throw a plate through a window. I’m angry. I’m sad. And I’m weak right now. I’m angry because I feel like I got cheated out of the first nearly 10 months … Continue reading

In over my head?

In over my head?

I started classes this week. I work at a university and one of the greatest benefits that come with a job on campus is one free class per semester. When we got here I decided I should make the most of that opportunity. While I was wheelchair-bound, post pelvic reconstruction surgery to fix the diastasis … Continue reading

Lessons from my son

They say a parent is a child’s first teacher. I hope that proves true for me and my 11-month-old son as he grows. I’ve been thinking a lot about this lately because I’m about to start work on a master’s degree. (My first class starts in about 30 minutes.) What I can say for sure … Continue reading

The more you know: Birth injuries

No one is perfect. No labor experience is perfect. But unless a professional tells you something is abnormal, you don’t go in expecting trauma. I am grateful every day that it was me who sustained injury rather than my son. That’s not always the case. And sometimes both mother and baby are injured in severe … Continue reading

I will never forget

I will never forget

Because of her, I will never forget that I am awesome! Do you remember how great it felt to get mail when you were 9? Before you got bills and surveys and credit card applications. Remember what it felt like to get a birthday card or the once in a blue moon post card. I … Continue reading

New Year. New me?

New Year. New me?

This time last year I was very pregnant. I ate a typical American diet, although I was paying attention to nutrition because of my unborn son. I had stopped exercising regularly because I had a regulation-sized basketball trapped under my ribcage and couldn’t do much of anything comfortably. The right side of my lower back … Continue reading