The last few days my flare has calmed down a little bit . I felt hopeful when I pumped gas for the minivan and I did it without switches hands. It hurt … but I was able to finish. I have no idea how long the calm with last. I am not symptom free… but… Continue reading Some relief
254.0 Ughhhh…………. Maybe I shouldn’t weigh myself every day. Or maybe I should…because this helped me see just how sensitive my system is to changes. I don’t know…right now I feel discouraged but I’m trying not to give up already. I got home from dropping off my daughter from preschool and ate some yogurt with… Continue reading Day 8 Sugar Reduction
253.4 Here we go…. At first I was frustrated because I had behaved… then I remembered the Cuban sandwiches…. oh well they were good. Today’s another day. Today I’m exhausted. 230/3am my sick kiddo comes into my room. Head hurts feels terrible. Next thing I know he drinks some water and throws up… Here we… Continue reading Day 7 Sugar Reduction
252.2 Happy Sunday. Despite my foolish behavior the scale isn’t screaming at me…. I want to be mad at myself but I’m trying to offer Mehr something I’ve struggled with my whole life….grace. I tend to offer it to everyone else… time to give a little to myself. Groceries are needed and instacart to the… Continue reading Day 6 Sugar Reduction
252.6 Is it too soon to use some explicit language yet? Not feeling this today. I woke up and could not get to the coffee pot fast enough. Not because I needed the caffeine but because I wanted my hit of sugar. I looked down at my dwindling supply and wondered how I’m going to… Continue reading Day 4 sugar reduction
It’s the night before your 16th birthday. At this time 16 years ago I was at the hospital waiting for your arrival. I was as prepared as any 19 year old could be. I had purchased the car seat, the stroller too. Clothes were washed and ready. Crib set up. I had read all the… Continue reading The night before your 16th
I often wonder why I want to share so badly. I don’t share to draw attention to myself, I don’t share for likes or comments, I don’t share to get anyone to feel sorry for me…in fact that is the last thing I want. I share because I know how alone I feel at times, … Continue reading Why do I want to share?
I had a Prime Day fail. Kind of… my girls are thrilled with the toy so that’s what counts right. But it served as a lesson. Things aren’t always what they seem. So I purchased this kitchen set… Just looking at it quickly it looked like a big kitchen set. Like as big as my… Continue reading A funny reminder
Mammas… here is a different perspective on things. I have read post after post encouraging Mammas to stop feeling like they are failing because they are exactly who their children need. God gave them to you for a reason. I agree. God makes no mistakes and you were given those children for a reason. However… Continue reading Here is a different perspective
Being a mother is hard. I cannot believe I’m saying this but next Monday marks thirteen years of being a mother…. how is that possible? I have been sure on more occasions than not that I have hit my breaking point…. but here I am… still going at it. Fast forward to today, I now… Continue reading When you think you’ve hit your breaking point
