Tag: infertility

Healing: day 6 (healing)

That’s us today, still healing. I know we’re healing as we watched Private Life on Netflix last night and I didn’t have a massive breakdown. Then again the topic was infertility without pregnancy loss. The other night I watched the This is Us episode on miscarriage from last season and while it hit on the emotions, it addressed pregnancy loss…

Healing: day five (rituals)

Our Jizo statue came with us in the move to Astoria and I see him every day. I know what happened was real. He now has my old necklace of hope on it that I used to wear during treatments, bearing the weight of it even when I cannot stop and honor the memory like I should. This may not…

City Mouse –> Country Mouse

The other day I was standing in a parking lot, waiting for our Azure delivery (it’s like Costco for organic/non-GMO foods – cheaper, in bulk, and there are delivery spots all over the country, love it…), and chatting up a lady about what we were ordering, where I was from (being the new kid in the group, after all), etc.…

Eco-licious

I know this is a horse property we bought but this scary golden-eyed horse “window” outside on the patio is going to have to find a new home… I’m back for some calling out of stuff that I think needs calling out, woo hoo! Fuck civility. “Are we really to believe that the same people who voted for a man…

The Grip

I’ve been in and out of favor with lady luck I gotta tell you I’ve seen things I never wanted to see I’ve got to get back on my feet I feel like I’ve been sleeping Sweet, sweet time Has been a real good friend of mine Waiting for that change of season Oh the winter’s been so long Searching…

Eco-licious

So much going on in my brain right now! One piece of it all (beyond all of the logistics like paperwork, inspections, getting our house on the market this week and, of course, the financials) that we’re obsessing over is figuring out where the ducks, bees, clothesline and garden will be. While we’re not going to be planting anything, our…

Kismet, I tell ya…

So this past Friday I met with my therapist as I do twice a month, and after last session’s EMDR, I was definitely hoping for a session more conversational and a bit less intense and emotionally exhausting (nothing like dredging up childhood memories to mentally wipe you out!). Besides, I was going in there with a bunch of ideas for…