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Apparently, I have C-PTSD

My counselor recently told me I have Complex/Chronic Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. At my most recent appointment, not quite a week ago, she told me this as a fact: “You have Chronic PTSD” and read me the official diagnostic criteria for this condition. Based on what she read and the analysis she shared with me, … Continue reading



I learned a very exciting thing about myself during yoga practice today. I can now to the Cobra pose without pain. My personal version of Cobra is probably much like the one pictured here. (There is no way I could do the super deep back bend you’ll see when you search this pose online!) Please … Continue reading

They say no news is good news

My posts are a lot lest frequent lately and some of you have asked about this. I am living proof that no news is good news — at least lately. I have so much to be excited about and so much I want to share but I’ve been busy being healthy. Here’s my best example … Continue reading

Six months later

It has been six months since my first blog post. No, this will not be a confession of any kind. But it will be a chance to reflect on how different things are for my husband, the Little Guy and me. On August 5, when I started this blog, I was awaiting surgery to repair … Continue reading

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

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

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

Wild Thing

In an effort to ensure my pelvis remains strong for the rest of my life, I’m taking a yoga class. I’m a bit more than four months post pelvic reconstruction surgery and about three weeks shy of a year from the day I separated my symphysis pubis during the natural birth of my son. From … Continue reading

First class

It’s January 3, 2013. The holidays are behind us, there’s lots of cold weather still ahead of us and I wake up everyday feeling the responsibility of keeping myself well. Today, I did something new in that effort. I attended my first ever yoga class. The class was small, three other women, me and the … Continue reading