The writing itch

I have decided I have the writing itch. Sometimes I wish it was the excericse and eat broccoli itch. But in my current phase, a writing itch makes sense. I am constantly on my phone while nursing or rocking Owen. Being on my phone leads me to blogs and social media, which in turn lead … More The writing itch

Beautifully hard

Waking up to a sick baby who cries for 2 hours at 2 am. Dealing with cancer. The sunset. A cozy cup of coffee. Upset parents at school. Photography. Death. Life. Smiles. Frowns. Life is beautifully hard. Sitting on my couch drinking a soothing mug of hot chocolate. I am supposed to be doing yoga. … More Beautifully hard