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The Hardest Part About Being A Freelance Writer
Here I am a month and a week into being a paid Freelance Writer. If you haven't guessed by now (or you're new around here), I've always wanted to be a Writer. I thought I had to publish several lengthy novels and innovative poetry books to qualify as a "real" Writer. Writing is, however, a … Continue reading The Hardest Part About Being A Freelance Writer
Silhouette
The silhouette 👤, the darkness, the shadow of it all is that it isn't always easy, fun, or beautiful to care for self, a new soul, and a partner plus the relationship dynamic between the three: motherhood, being a partner, and the son and father bond, plus how all three fits together as one. Listen … Continue reading Silhouette
I Don’t Want My Pre Pregnancy Body Back
I understand the sentiment and get what people are reaching for when they say they want their pre pregnancy body (PPB) back, but I don't want mine back. Past is Past My PPB was amazing! I took for granted how well I typically felt until morning sickness took over. I also didn't recognize how amazing … Continue reading I Don’t Want My Pre Pregnancy Body Back
What I’ll Miss & Not Miss About Pregnancy
Since I recently had a child, my next few blog posts will be about my pregnancy, birth, and motherhood. This was the first thing I wrote as my due date approached because I was looking forward to what it meant to no longer be pregnant while simultaneously missing it already. Holding on to being steadily … Continue reading What I’ll Miss & Not Miss About Pregnancy
The Day Nobody Died
A father and son quietly walked a mile deep into one of the few remaining forests reserved for hunting. They both wore bright neon colors to stay visible to other hunters and had guns affixed to their shoulders. The father was also carrying a backpack filled with supplies. "Can I have a snack, please?" the … Continue reading The Day Nobody Died