Rainbows, Unicorns, and Motherhood #6: Selfcare(ish)

I’ve been stressed. PTSD, anxiety, kids, anxiety, Marine Corps, anxiety, medical board (taking months longer than it is supposed to), anxiety, home buying, anxiety, marriage, anxiety, housekeeping, anxiety, and a sprinkling of…dare I say depression? Not really sure what that is but it’s bugging me. Today was a “take-a-bath-with-your-kid-while-watching-Scooby-Doo” and “pour Ovaltine on your spoonfulContinue reading “Rainbows, Unicorns, and Motherhood #6: Selfcare(ish)”

Well, You Failed Therapy

I finished up my Cognitive Processing Therapy (CPT) appointments this week. I talked a little about it in Milkshakes and Meditation…it was hit-or-miss on days that felt helpful or not, and days that felt rough or not. In the end I was told I “showed some improvements but the results weren’t what they wanted.” IContinue reading “Well, You Failed Therapy”

From Hero to Zero

I’m a Marine. I decided I wanted to be a Marine when I was 12 years old, and I worked unbelievably hard to make it to where I am (more on that in a later post). I put the Marine Corps ahead of pretty much everything else in my life for well over a decade.Continue reading “From Hero to Zero”

My First Boob Squish

I had my first boob squish today…you might know that as a mammogram. I recently stopped nursing Graycie and noticed some lumps shortly after. They didn’t change for a bit, so figured I should get checked out. Everything is good—no abnormalities on the boob squish or the follow-up ultrasound. It was an interesting experience though.Continue reading “My First Boob Squish”

Trials and Tribulations: month vs Month

This year marks 13 years since losing my dad and two sisters in a murder/suicide. It took me until last year to finally ask for help dealing with the incident. It’s never too late to start addressing issues and taking care of yourself…you deserve to feel safe, healthy, and joyful no matter what you’ve beenContinue reading “Trials and Tribulations: month vs Month”

Medical, Medical Everywhere!

I’ve had a lot of fun with medical stuff the last few years. It just keeps going too. Doesn’t help either that I have some legit anxiety that leads to a bit of hypochondria, so there is definitely a mix of physical symptoms mixed with psychosomatic symptom…it’s a fun combination 😂 I’m writing this forContinue reading “Medical, Medical Everywhere!”

Slap Party for All!

You ever just want to slap someone? I know I’m not a the only person who feels that way more often than not. As a Marine, I can tell you that we are actually not a service full of crayon-eating-body-building-dumb-as-a-box-of-rocks meat heads…but there are definitely a few. And they tend to work in billets thatContinue reading “Slap Party for All!”

Milkshakes and Meditation

I’m a few weeks into Cognitive Processing Therapy (CPT) with my doc, working through some trauma from over a decade ago that’s shown it’s ugly head 10-fold the last couple of years. It’s rough. Like I’d-love-to-curl-up-in-a-ball-for-a-few-days-without-moving rough. I can drag myself to appointments because I promise myself a latte at the only Starbucks I knowContinue reading “Milkshakes and Meditation”

Morning Time is for Mommy…Or Not…

Me time! Between 70+ hour work weeks, two lovely (but young) children, the hubs, and working out; “me time” was nearly impossible for many years. In recent months, “me time” has been something I have been forced to prioritize—and thankfully, a change in my pace of life has allowed this to work out. I usedContinue reading “Morning Time is for Mommy…Or Not…”

Rainbows, Unicorns, and Motherhood #2

This kiddo is so much fun. But with fun, comes wild…and not “she’s just a three year old” wild…like, “I’m pretty sure she’s actually the child of a werewolf and squirrel” wild. She moves non-stop, she’s really LOUD, she throws epic fits (complete with exorcist-style screaming and leg bending), she’s crazy strong, she rarely listens,Continue reading “Rainbows, Unicorns, and Motherhood #2”