It’s Sunday afternoon when I start this post. I’m sitting on the airplane now, I’ve said goodbye to most of my friends, and I’m traveling home with the friend I came here with. This weekend was a lot. There’s a lot for me to process and reflect upon, and I’m not sure where to start. …
It’s day 3 of my trip, and things are going….well, they are going. Anxiety is vey much present, and even though I’m definitely happier being here in my hotel room than I would be at home right now…my anxiety is a heck of a lot worse. Things at home are out of my control, simply …
As I’m sitting here in my peaceful, quiet hotel room, I realized that this is when I usually write! Instead of being stressed and overwhelmed and overtired, I’m instead sitting in bed, drinking coffee and watching tv. I’m sorry…what? Who’s life is this? The hotel I’m at is beautiful, the view is even better, and …
Well, this is another morning that began at 4:30am. This time, on purpose though. I made it to the airport by 5:30 and was in the air by 6:30. Im currently waiting for my second flight to depart, and I should make it to NC later this afternoon. I already have a huge sense of …
The Saturday before Mother’s Day is knows as Birth Mother’s Day in the adoption community. It became known and recognized in 1990. “The intent of the day, as created by women who knew what it was to place a baby for adoption, was to honor and support each other as the world around them prepared …
In therapy, there are your typical weeks. Weeks that feel standard, or normal, or as expected. But there are other days which feel much more…powerful. They’re not expected, not scheduled or thought about or created…they just happen. I’m struggling with how best to word it, because for me, it was such a powerful moment. We …
I had a hard day, but I kept it together. My husband came home early from work, he got me Starbucks and Auntie Anne’s (2 of my favorites), and made me feel loved. I texted my birth sons parents, and they made me feel loved and appreciated. And I got through the day. Then, the …
It’s 6am, and I should still be in bed with my eyes closed. My daily obligations don’t begin until 6:30, and in a life as exhausting as mine, I shouldn’t skip out on rest. The baby is asleep, he had his first night ever of sleeping through the night, a full 12 hours without waking …
The day before. I hate today. I thought tomorrow would be hard, but I think today is just as hard. There are so many emotions mixed in to today. Today was the last day of my life before it would be completely changed forever. It can easily be separated into before and after. Unless you …
Well, I did it. I woke up this morning, wrapped my birth sons presents for his birthday, wrote him a note, and mailed it off. It was hard and emotional, and took a lot out of me, but I finally got it done. It should get there in time for his birthday (which is a …