A good friend and I were recently trying to come up with 5 word descriptions of people we know. Here's mine:
Busy, surprisingly crunchy, super mom.
I have five kids, so I am obviously busy. That one was easy. The surprisingly crunchy part comes as a shock to most people. Guess I don't seem that way.
But then most people are shocked to find out I have a tattoo too.
I lost my father to lung cancer in 2011, my mother to diabetes in 2013. I write about them. A lot.
I have suffered from post partum depression, and live every day with anxiety and PTSD. I am active in EMDR therapy, and I write about that too.
I'm a doula. I have milk delivered straight from a dairy and grow most of my summer produce. I make almost all of our meals from scratch. We make our own beer, even. I secretly long for a clothesline.
I love organization, though my home is a journey in chaos. I love photography, though I rarely have a chance to take pictures of anyone or anything but my children.
I'm writing five books, and have been a contributor to two that are published already. Then there is the matter of this whole blog thing. I blame you, Blythe. I blame you.
In my past life, I was an aspiring attorney. I over analyze everything.
I've been down an interesting path in life, one which involves a high school sweetheart, cancer, several stalled careers, a few major tragedies and four amazing kids.
I have awesome friends. I have a crazy family, whom I adore completely. And if you aren't nice to me, I'll write about you.
So be nice.
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