Category Archives: Trust

Asking for your help

Asking for help is hard. So hard. Because: Admitting that we need help = that we can’t handle something all by ourselves = we are not the uber-capable being that we wish ourselves to be, that we want others to think of us as. Well, it hurts. We want to be good enough to go at…

On Fighting the Pain in the Neck.

I’m in pain. Because my . And because . I don’t like pain. Not one bit. And I’m a wuss. And I’m talking major pain. I mean, I’ve had neck and back pain before. This is a completely different order of magnitude. This is scary. My first inclination is to fight. Fight the pain, fight the crying, fight…

And I’m going to be 40?!?

Remember this? It’s almost as good as “I’ll have what she’s having.” And much closer to home. I remember being 32 and feeling like Sally felt about 40, despite the fact I was married to a wonderful man and was pregnant with my first child. And today, I’m exactly one month away from this dreaded…

Story’s Rainy Day Letter (Hope in an Envelope 2)

Look, Story  (@story3girl on twitter) is visiting today! She sent us her very own Rainy Day Letter in response to this:  . Story’s letter is so short, so sweet, and so wise. I am grateful to be sharing it with you all. If you too are in recovery from PPD, I invite you to write your…

This I Believe

Not exactly a manifesto, call this a mommy-festo if you will, here is what I believe with all of my heart and soul: About Motherhood Motherhood is the hardest job on the planet. Even if you climbed Mt. Everest, motherhood will challenge you more than the tallest peaks. Miraculously, unbelievably, (thankfully!) this is somehow all worth it. But why,…

Of Course I am Anxious (part 2) + Wound-Licking Time Out

So, where were we?  we talked about how to get ourselves off the hook and begin to stop feeling guilty for being anxious. And about disarming anxiety rather than fighting it.  And how this is scary, and very empowering. It was sort of a what’s-in-it-for-you kind of post. This one here is more of a…

Of course I am anxious. How about you? (Part 1)

This post is about disarming anxiety with . About meeting yourself where you are, and not making your going be any tougher than it has to be. It’s about how to bring Ease to What Is when what is hurts. This post is dedicated to my #ppdchat friends: Jamie, (@jamesandjax on twitter, she blogs at…

Hope in an Envelope: Rach’s Rainy Day Letter

My lovely #PPDchat friend Rach ( on Twitter) was moved by this post on the . I challenged her to actually sid down and write herself one of those letters,  to have on hand when the next setback happened. Below is Rachana’s letter to herself in all its glory. I hope you will be inspired…

Discomfort, Disappointments, Anger, and Love (part 2)

about a tough trip, and a yay for how my husband and I rocked it emotionally  (while explaining how you might use these ideas when your going gets tough). In this Part 2 we explore the fight that followed and the subject of anger in a loving relationship: being angry, the right to be angry, the…

Discomfort, Disappointments, Anger, and Love (part 1)

Part 1 is a whine about a rough trip, and a yay for how my husband and I rocked it emotionally (while explaining how you might use these ideas when your going gets tough). I explore the subject of anger in a loving relationship. Phew, I hope you find all this useful.   Finally home,…

Category Archives: Trust

Asking for your help

Asking for help is hard. So hard. Because: Admitting that we need help = that we can’t handle something all by ourselves = we are not the uber-capable being that we wish ourselves to be, that we want others to think of us as. Well, it hurts. We want to be good enough to go at…

On Fighting the Pain in the Neck.

I’m in pain. Because my . And because . I don’t like pain. Not one bit. And I’m a wuss. And I’m talking major pain. I mean, I’ve had neck and back pain before. This is a completely different order of magnitude. This is scary. My first inclination is to fight. Fight the pain, fight the crying, fight…

And I’m going to be 40?!?

Remember this? It’s almost as good as “I’ll have what she’s having.” And much closer to home. I remember being 32 and feeling like Sally felt about 40, despite the fact I was married to a wonderful man and was pregnant with my first child. And today, I’m exactly one month away from this dreaded…

Story’s Rainy Day Letter (Hope in an Envelope 2)

Look, Story  (@story3girl on twitter) is visiting today! She sent us her very own Rainy Day Letter in response to this:  . Story’s letter is so short, so sweet, and so wise. I am grateful to be sharing it with you all. If you too are in recovery from PPD, I invite you to write your…

This I Believe

Not exactly a manifesto, call this a mommy-festo if you will, here is what I believe with all of my heart and soul: About Motherhood Motherhood is the hardest job on the planet. Even if you climbed Mt. Everest, motherhood will challenge you more than the tallest peaks. Miraculously, unbelievably, (thankfully!) this is somehow all worth it. But why,…

Of Course I am Anxious (part 2) + Wound-Licking Time Out

So, where were we?  we talked about how to get ourselves off the hook and begin to stop feeling guilty for being anxious. And about disarming anxiety rather than fighting it.  And how this is scary, and very empowering. It was sort of a what’s-in-it-for-you kind of post. This one here is more of a…

Of course I am anxious. How about you? (Part 1)

This post is about disarming anxiety with . About meeting yourself where you are, and not making your going be any tougher than it has to be. It’s about how to bring Ease to What Is when what is hurts. This post is dedicated to my #ppdchat friends: Jamie, (@jamesandjax on twitter, she blogs at…

Hope in an Envelope: Rach’s Rainy Day Letter

My lovely #PPDchat friend Rach ( on Twitter) was moved by this post on the . I challenged her to actually sid down and write herself one of those letters,  to have on hand when the next setback happened. Below is Rachana’s letter to herself in all its glory. I hope you will be inspired…

Discomfort, Disappointments, Anger, and Love (part 2)

about a tough trip, and a yay for how my husband and I rocked it emotionally  (while explaining how you might use these ideas when your going gets tough). In this Part 2 we explore the fight that followed and the subject of anger in a loving relationship: being angry, the right to be angry, the…

Discomfort, Disappointments, Anger, and Love (part 1)

Part 1 is a whine about a rough trip, and a yay for how my husband and I rocked it emotionally (while explaining how you might use these ideas when your going gets tough). I explore the subject of anger in a loving relationship. Phew, I hope you find all this useful.   Finally home,…