Go High, Ladies

The intention of this blog is to connect with fellow mamas and badass women along their paths, to share our experiences and our hearts openly, and to employ empathy to empower and encourage one another.But, here's a little secret: I find that really fucking hard. Yeah. Really. Fucking. Hard. Because sometimes we ladies make it hard to like each other.

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Nitty, Gritty Hormonal Details | The Health Battle: Part III

You've heard my Stress Story once, twice, or... okay, at least twenty times if you've been reading this blog for a while. But some points of my story bear repeating today because a severe adrenal fatigue diagnosis has forced me to really reflect upon the details of my story in order to address the depth of what stress has done to my body and specifically, to my hormones. 

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And The Diagnosis Is... | The Health Battle: Part II

The spring and summer of 2016 have delivered answers to some health questions that have been plaguing me for a long time. A combination of factors throughout the past three years — including new (unexpected) motherhood and the end of my career as I knew it, my Ex's varied work pressures and constant travel, the grief of repeated betrayal and subsequent relationship breakdown stress and isolation, living in New York City with a baby, and more — compounded and resulted in, well, mostly simply put, it resulted in a mess.

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The Importance of Loving Yourself

During the first two years of my daughter's life, I began to notice a correlation between really bad days and showering. Or not showering, as it was. But the connection between the two is not as straightforward and simple as it seems. My really bad days in those early years stemmed from a number of root causes: my relationship, challenging days alone with my infant daughter, navigating the jungle of urban parenting in New York City, and my struggle to balance motherhood with some semblance of the career that I still desired. 

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What Could Have Been

If I were measuring against the five stages of grief, I would say that I am currently in the "acceptance" stage 90% of the time. Which is a relief. A sweet, sweet relief. I've spent so much time in the anger and the depression phases, that I just feel relief to be mostly accepting of this situation. I still wish I weren't facing acceptance of the situation in front of me, so It doesn't necessarily feel "good." But I have resigned myself to what is, and there is solace in acceptance and letting go.

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Vern + Vern

I cried when I woke up last Wednesday morning and I kept crying for three more hours until the car pulled away and I could no longer see its shiny red bumper. That car held my sister and her family... and a little piece of my heart. A piece that is put back into place each time she and I are reunited, but it's painful — and I cry — each time my sister and that little piece of my heart drive or fly away from me. 

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Halfway There | The Health Battle: Part I

When my life splintered and shattered this year, there were so many pieces to the puzzle involving my relationship, my health and fundamentally, my entire sense of self, that I didn't know where to start.Now, as one piece makes progress and finds calm day-by-day, it helps every other piece heal (a sentence that could be referencing any one piece of the puzzle at any given moment and ring true of the others). I've truly discovered how interconnected I am, and by extension, we are. All of us.

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