My Life. My Blog.

I am in this weird headspace … this sort of nesting mentality.   I feel the need to clarify - I am not pregnant.  I realize the term nesting is associated with expectant mothers.  I’m using it because it’s the only way I know to verbalize what I’m currently feeling and experiencing.   I felt this a little last year after moving into my current space … it felt normal … new home, the need to set it up and organize it in a way that felt welcoming, warm, etc. etc. The feeling pas

This week felt long … it felt heavy … I don’t know the what’s or why’s … I just know combined with all that sludge there was an underlying anger, I even want to say despair … but not in a “why me” kind of way - more of a “how” kind of way … while I don’t normally do anger well, this week it got me through the week, it fuelled motivation, drive and busy-ness.   I realize this reads very doom and gloom …. Or here’s the number to a really good therapist (spoiler - I have that nu

As I was heading to volunteering last week, things I considered “play” as a child flooded my memory.   Some of it was traditional - tag, swimming, skipping, sports, card and board games … some I don’t see much anymore … Maybe I did and I’ve forgotten as the bebe’s in my life are in the double digits now. Things like school - with friends, with dolls or stuffies … house, where you -  the child - take on the role of a parent. I also built and created things - not just with lego