Hi. 
Welcome to my happy hippie misadventures of self discovery in artistry, marriage and motherhood merrily carrying the baggage of mental health and an autoimmune disease. I promise to keep things interesting and almost always look damn good while doing it. BTW my baby ruins lives and you'll hate me for my husband. 
Namaste.
luv/Te' 

Expanding my Confort Zone - Climbing Mountains

It's 5:59am Friday April 7th. 

I havent written a blog post in weks. 

Rowan and Nic are both asleep to my left and my stomach is cramping to badly to rest again. I'm not sure what needs to be said only that when I'm feeling confused writing brings me peace. 

Tomorrow. I take greater action to step into my power. To own...myself. The real self. Not one I should be or want to be or believe I need to be;

just me. 

 

Im still not certain what exactly that looks like but action moving forward will tell the outcome.  

I am hosting Super Saturday for the first time. 

 

Somehow still April 7th, 2:23am  

How has it only been a day. I am already forgetting this morning. I didn't remember I had written.  

Much of my day was spent just being in it.  

My mom came to get Ro much sooner than I'd planned. Yes plumbers knocked on the door at 8:30am and there was no way that cute little babe would continue slumber after that. We loved so hard and he was gone by noon. 

I handled busy work. I talked to a million people. I ran an errand for Mom. I watched 13 Reasons Why and took a nap. 

I went shopping for a new shirt. I didn't buy the one I wanted then bought one that will feel too small. I should have trusted my gut and said okay. Dumb. It was stress and PTSD and overwhelmed manifesting into hot feeling good enough to trust my choices. 

I'm regretting it all over again. Anyway. Chelsea is here sleeping in my studio. She brings me clarity. Tomorrow will be a beautiful magical day. 

 

Three Perfect Things:  

My twin flame husband thing.  

My perfect little beastys: Fathead and that BoatBaby.  

My hippie gypsy bad bitch friends. 

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