Let’s Talk Boobs.
I kept doing all the things – sleep, exercise, books, Netflix, “me time”, time away from my family, time with my family. You name the “self care” trick, I tried it. I tried them all.
And through the monitor I hear Oliver say, “Why didn’t Mommy come back?” And in the same way it is again now, my heart dropped into the pit of my stomach, and I felt an instant wave of guilt overwhelm me.
All the things I've loved lately.
This post isn't about my own grief. It's not about the tears I've cried, or the questions I've asked. It’s not about my own days where getting out of bed felt too hard. It's about a different side of the fight. It's about your mom's grief when she loses her college roommate. And your best friend's grief after she has a miscarriage. It’s about all the people you encounter, telling you about their grief.
“Mom, I’m still hungry. Mom, I’m hungry. Where’s my snack? Mom, did you hear me? Are you near me?”
Is there anyone out there who isn't a fan of her?
You haven't heard from me in awhile. Sorry 'bout it. Life got weird. Here's an update on life and trend-ish. Lots and lots of changes all around. Cheers!
Brad and Angelina. Rachel Bilson and Adam Brody. Channing Tatum and Jenna Dewan. </3