When I think of the past winter and spring, I think of a deluge. I don’t mean to be vague, but there have been a whole host of important and unimportant happenings in my life since January, all of which have served to touch on every raw, exposed, twitchy and unformed nerve in my being….
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A year ago this week I was diagnosed with postpartum depression. I want to say something profound about this anniversary, but I’m at a loss for the right words. I’m a little overcome reading that entry, to be honest. Some of it is a reminder too painful of what a dark place I was in…
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As of right now I’m heading into the office. On the train as we speak. It’s been a long three weeks. I’m happy to be back to my routine, though it does mean missing Abigail – she’d come barreling into my bedroom at odd moments with a huge smile on her face and requests for…
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“Wow,” she remembers thinking, “now I can fall and I’ll break.” – from ‘109 Minutes With Candice Bergen,’ New York magazine So last week, when I said I hadn’t been feeling well, assumed it was hormones and lethargy from the get-together with friends I had the Friday before? Yeah, no. It was my gallbladder. Not…
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My favorite part of the day is the moment when I crawl into bed with my weird green drink, a book, my iPad and the notion that I don’t have to be awake for at least 7.5 hours, if I play my cards right. Settling into bed, typically by 9:30 p.m. every night, signals the…
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I needed a win. It’s probably sad to not only come to that realization but also to voice it aloud, but as I drove home from Derby Lite on Saturday, the seemingly massive amounts of happy pumping through my body confirmed it. I hadn’t cranked up music in our car in so long. Since the…
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1) Not writing here because I don’t have the time I’d like to carve out something articulate/witty/meaningful. There is plenty worth noting, even in small handfuls, which is why I’m sitting down right now after lunch. 2) Derby was awesome, even if I did fall the most out of anyone in the class. To be…
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Saturday starts my first Derby Lite class. It’s hard to articulate what this symbolizes for me lately. Maybe it’s this time of year, maybe it’s having spent the past three months stagnant in a boot, but ugh. Really, just ugh. My mojo from last year is all but gone. There it is. Gone. I plan…
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Oh this poor neglected blog. The intentions I had for it have just not seen the light of day. I need to figure out how to carve out time for all of the stuff I want to do. Otherwise, oy. For now, the random updates: 1) The boot is off. This has been the biggest…
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The other day my girlfriend posted a link to my Facebook timeline, to this blog post: Rules for Parents of Daughters. So much of it I loved. Especially the parts such as, “Teach your daughter to be strong and confident in her abilities and not be afraid of failure.” I know of few people who…
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So here we are, at the end (not technically, I know) of Week One of the year. Let’s see how I measured up this week with the ol’ resolutions: 1) Back to the early wake-ups. Done. That was not a hard one. And I like having the extra time to take a hot shower, get…
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I have had a boot on my foot for nine weeks now. NINE. I have gained enough weight to need to go back into my still-too-big-but-more-forgiving-for-a-day’s-wear jeans. I stepped on the scale yesterday. Six pounds seems to be the magic number after all of that time not working out and holiday-ing. And, you know, whatever….
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Despite spots of 2011 being the darkest I’ve known, it was, quite simply, the best year of my life. The cliches ring true: this was the year I became a mom and it has brought a richness to my life I’ve never known. I maintain, of course, that while Abigail has added a new dimension…
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