It's not like my twenties were horrible. Sure, there were embarrassing moments caused by some regrettable fashion and makeup choices...but isn't that the cross of all millennials to bear?
Whoever said that "moms can do it all" was probably a man. That man most likely never cooked, cleaned, or took care of any kids himself. This nameless man that I've villainized in my head was a liar. You should not have to do all the things.
I failed at taking birth control. Not on purpose! But it turns out that birth control is only 99% effective when you take that little pill within the same hour every single day. I took two vacations in December 2016 and failed to account for time zone changes. Long story short, my daughter was born 41 weeks later. If I hadn't gotten accidentally pregnant, I don't think I would have a family right now. I built up so much fear around having baby that I am almost glad that the choice was made for me.
I know it’s been a minute, so hey! How have you been? In the last month I started a new job, moved across Phoenix, and celebrated two big holidays. There hasn’t been much time for writing or getting some consistent workouts in, or cooking dinner every night (which are three big things that keep me sane and bring me joy). So, this year I made a commitment to put up a post every week. I’ve already missed two weeks so we will just pretend today is January 1st. At some point our new home will feel “finished” and I will settle into a new fitness routine around my 40 hour work week and maybe I’ll have a little more free time to commit to this space. For now, I have to make a conscious effort to write (I’m currently writing this in my phone with a toddler in my lap both kids watch some Disney Junior show about a kid vampire).