Tag: Parenting
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Somewhere Between Here and Home
It’s been just over a month since we moved to Kenya and the initial excitement has settled into something more real. The kind of real where the thrill of adventure sits right alongside the ache of homesickness, sometimes in the same day, sometimes in the same hour. What’s surprised me most is that I don’t…
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What I Packed for Kenya: The Good, the Bad, and the Utterly Useless
Packing has never been my thing. My ADHD executive dysfunction doesn’t allow me to separate logic from emotion.. so when I started filling boxes for Kenya, the things I wanted to keep had no connection other than panic or sentimentality. We decided to rent the house out (I’ll do a whole blog on that rollercoaster),…
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An Open Letter to the People Pleaser
Dear People Pleaser, I see you.. The part of me that cares so deeply for others that it feels like a constant balancing act between wanting to be heard and wanting to be liked. You don’t avoid conflict because you’re afraid of confrontation; instead, you often respond with a rawness and immediacy that can feel…
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An Open Letter to my Bedroom Floor
Dear Bedroom Floor, I owe you an apology. Possibly several. You’ve been my landing pad and my dumping ground, my silent witness and occasional toe-stubber. You’ve carried the weight of laundry piles (both clean and suspiciously not), the sprawl of half-packed bags, shoes I swore I’d put away, and me.. sitting cross-legged with wet cheeks,…
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Birthday Eve reflections
Tomorrow I turn 33. And as always, the birthday blues have made their quiet entrance… Birthdays have never been just a day for me. There’s something about this moment.. standing at the edge of a new age that makes me spiral. What have I overcome this year? Who am I now? Why do I still forget to…
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Healing Out Loud (Even When No One’s Watching)
People notice when you start changing your life. At first, they comment on the visible stuff.. the way your arms are more defined, how your skin’s glowing, how you suddenly seem lighter. And it’s lovely. Really lovely. (Even if you don’t quite know how to accept it without feeling blush.) But then, once in a while,…
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You Are Not Who They Say You Are
It’s a rare child-free night… quiet, still, the kind of silence that feels like a deep breath. Tomorrow, I’m photographing a big, beautiful wedding, but tonight, I’ve got time to just be. No one asking for snacks, no laundry calling my name, no Roblox background noise. Just me and the sudden realisation that when we finally…
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I met my younger self for a coffee today…
She rushed in. Flustered, cheeks pink from the cold, or maybe from the panic of being late. I don’t even need to ask; she’s already launching into an excuse, layering it with just enough detail to sound convincing. Traffic. A last-minute errand. Something out of her control. But I know the truth. “It’s okay,” I…
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Finding Our New Life: A Journey to Kenya – Part 1
I’ve been lousy at keeping up with writing about Dan’s new adventure. Not because I don’t care, not because it hasn’t been on my mind every single day, but because I’ve come to a place where writing happens when I want it to, not when I have to. And honestly, I like it better this way. So, here we…
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A birthday letter to Erin
Happy 9th birthday, my miracle girl. My firstborn, my heart in human form. From the moment I first held you in my arms, I knew you were special. You were the start of everything. The beginning of this incredible journey of motherhood. You are my apple, not far from my tree, and yet, entirely your…
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