Somewhere Along the Way, I Forgot Who I Was
I used to think adulthood would feel moreā¦certain. When I was younger, I thought Iād grow up, become a teacher, get married, have kids, and somehow just naturally become āwho…
I used to think adulthood would feel moreā¦certain. When I was younger, I thought Iād grow up, become a teacher, get married, have kids, and somehow just naturally become āwho…
Listen. I know I kinda disappeared for a hot minute, but whew chileā¦life has been LIFE-ING lately. First things first ā THE CRUISE.And let me tell yāall something right now⦅
Weāre home! Well⦠weāve been home since Mondayābut donāt let that fool you into thinking Iāve been functional. Because I have not. Since I couldnāt take my methotrexate Sunday night…
Yāall⦠Let me just go ahead and say it the way my soul felt it: That drive to Kentucky in the middle of a methotrexate hangover was straight-up h-e-double-hockey-sticks. Not…
Well⦠I just got home from the lab. Again. I feel like at this point they should know me by name and maybe offer me a punch card. Ten pokes…
Whew. Yāall, weāve got ourselves a busy week ahead. Pack the bags, load the snacks, and say a prayer for my sanityāweāre heading back to Kentucky. This weekend is Jimmyās…
This Monday marks the start of a new school year, and honestly? My emotions are all over the place. Carson is starting 9th grade ā officially a high schooler. That…
Well, folks, itās officialāyour girl is getting old. How do I know? Letās say my last weekend plans didnāt involve brunch or beach days… they involved a gallon of prep…
Hey friends, Letās talk autoimmune diseaseābecause apparently, thatās my new personality now. I finally got the lab results back from the new rheumatologist. And let me just say⦠if lab…
Welp, color me proud because Mama is out here doing the damn thang! Up at 5 A.M.āyes, FIVE, as in the time the coffee hasnāt even kicked in yetāand whatās…