“I've learned volumes about anxiety and depression in the last two years, and a major fact about the conditions is that the spectrum for both is large. You don't have to have anxiety attacks to be ruled by anxiety. You don’t have to be reclusive, sleepy, and numb to be depressed. You can largely be yourself - functional and ‘okay’ - and yet still be squashed by the conditions. Thus my wake-up call that I wasn't mentally well was a godsend. I wasn't okay, and that, ironically, was okay! Acknowledging and admitting my problem largely tackled my problem. Taking baby steps toward healing my mind ensued afterward for me. They're simple, and to this day, I still take them...” /// An excerpt from a two-part blog post about coming down with anxiety and depression and getting better again. Pull up a chair, friends (I’ve wanted to write this post for so long!), and share with a sister that needs to know she can feel happy and whole again, too. Link in profile. 💛💛💛 📸: @ashley_sooto, the Canon magician!
***THIS IS NOT A NEW BABY ANNOUNCEMENT (getting a bunch of texts right now 😂😂). READ ON, READ ON 👉*** “But life can be cruel, and just as quickly as my hero mother came to me, she left. The flash flood's sticky mud that lathered one-third of her home and much of my family's life called the matron back. Putting on a brave face, I told her I was fine and walked her to her car. I smiled and didn't stop waving as she rounded the corner away from my apartment and out of my sight. Then, my bravery stripped, I wept. I had two days with her -- two days with her help. Within seconds, the September sun darkened in my mind. I was alone.” /// An excerpt from a two-part blog post about coming down with anxiety and depression and getting better again. Pull up a chair, friends (I’ve wanted to write this post for so long!), and share with a struggling sister that needs to know she’s not alone. Link in profile. 💛💛💛
IlovethemIlovethemIlovethem. 💓 Don’t think I’ve slept through the night since 2012 because of them, but my most novel ideas and dreams and (best of all 👉) feelings of awareness from God have come in those midnight hours of caring for them. You know “No pain no gain,” and I like to flip it, too: “Lots of pain, LOTS of gain.” Story of my motherhood life. And every other woman’s, I’d wager. Especially my sisters out there still waiting for their sweet babies + those who mother alone (you are absolutely the most refined of us all)! Happy happy Mother’s Day! 💐💛
Friday found me turning 28, and the whole weekend found me celebrating. Three dates in two days with my Ryan (🤯! by FAR my favorite gift), scavenger hunts leading to love notes via my girls, pampering, tons of texts, a GNO — this was my first prolonged bday ever and I’ve been missing out! All of you bday week people have it right! VV happy to join this train. And to just be alive and kickin’! 🙌🥳 Thanks for so much love, friends. 💛 This is going to be my best year yet!
☝️ April 16. The last time Sis took a legit nap. It started taking her an hour to fall asleep at night, so Mamá nixed siestas. I was thinking today how nice it was that she isn’t napping anymore (no reason to go home if we’re out and about now!) which made me laugh out loud. I was d e v a s t a t e d when Olivia dropped her nap. The day is etched into my memory as one of the most terrifying days of my life. 😭😂 But really — I remember flopping on my bed in the room next to hers as she sang at the top of her lungs instead of sleeping from the depths of her 2 y/o soul and weeping. What would I do without a mid-day break from the hustle. How was I going to survive?!?! 😩😉 What doesn’t kill you, man. 👉💪 Progress is the best feeling in the world. “That which we persist in doing becomes easier to do. Not that the nature of the thing has changed but that our power to do it has increased.” — Emerson. Fave quote + a life motto (I know, I know, I’ve shared it before but it’s a bit o’ gospel, if you ask me. And I will verrrry likely share it again. And again and again. 🙌)
*meant to post this last night but I zonked 🤰😴😌* I had the sweet privilege of singing “A Child’s Prayer” in church with my big girls today. The song is literally a child’s prayer to God about His reality. “Heavenly Father? Are you really there? And do you hear and answer every child’s prayer?” It then follows with a parent’s reply: “Pray. He IS there. Speak. He IS listening. You are HIS child. His love...surrounds you.” Totally by surprise, my heart bobbed up into my throat on the third verse 😭 and I couldn’t sing a syllable more. Silly me. 😉 Although silly-pregnant-me didn’t even consider that that might happen?? I was just singing with my little angels is all. 😇😇 Or rather, HIS little angels. I often forget that once upon a time, God sent off those three (soon to be four!) girls up there to the world, knowing that I’d catch each of them with open arms and trusting that I’d never let my love for them change. I often forget the simplicity of my purpose and overcomplicate things as their mom. Character development, coaching, correcting — all the “life” stuff — if I let it, it all can so easily can steer from my divine purpose to love and admire every OUNCE of these girls. And to do my part to get them back to our God who loves them infinitely more. 💛 Takes such a load of my mama shoulders. Love big and kindly lead.
Baby prep and nesting. 🤱🏼✨ I feel like I started nesting early this go-round, maybe because I remember it taking longer with the other girls?? All I know is I was finished in a couple hours the other night. 🤓😂 Props of having your FOURTH girl. You know what’s up and you’re stocked with what you really need. The big girls woke up to the baby’s room all revamped, though, and about died. It’s been non-stop “real life baby” since as they’ve been dressing up their favorite baby dolls in our real baby’s clothes (which were ALL their clothes! 🤩) and literally calling their babies our real baby’s name and re-dressing and nursing and putting their babies down in our baby’s crib for naps. 😍 What will be better: having this Tiny Doll in my arms or seeing her in THEIR arms? I call sixes. 🙋♀️ PS, my SD gals, I want to be a fly w/ a camera on your life’s wall, shooting pictures of you and yours doing your thing just like my girls were doing theirs!☝️ And like the shots in my Stories. And more! Let’s freeze your sweet life. 💛 See my Stories for deets!