Grateful for Love

I turn to writing to process something. Often when I’m having a hard time. It’s my crutch to get through it.

My way to make sense of it. My way to find clarity. My way to find power in truth.

I use my voice to write about how perfectly imperfect life can be. That voice usually shares honest thoughts in my hard moments. What I’m not so vocal about is my easy moments.  Continue reading

How I Conquer Anxiety

I know I am not alone in my dances with anxiety. My Scary Mommy post was scary for me to post to the world because it talked openly about something I’ve found hard to talk about: anxiety.

But the feedback has been phenomenal. The stories others have shared has been comforting. As I found more and more people raising their hands and saying me too, I felt less scared to talk about it. Continue reading

Can I Still Raise My Kids if I Can’t Sing them Lullabies?

The first time it happened, my oldest was four months old. I sang to him the one nursery rhyme I could recall by memory: Itsy Bitsy Spider.

Because that’s what moms do. I’ve read it in books, seen it on TV,  and listened to more seasoned moms reflect on singing their now grown babies to sleep. I’m now a mom and this is what I should do. Continue reading