Category Archives: anxiety

Making Sense of the Senseless

  By Amanda | April 19, 2013 - 10:21 am | , , ,
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The World seems crazy right now.  This week has been a never-ending stream of terror and loss and sadness-the Boston bombings, the Texas plant explosion, a blogger losing her special needs son too soon. I continue to be grateful that my boys are too young to understand or notice any of this.  I don’t have to figure out how to explain evil and death to them, I don’t have to assure them of their safety.  Like so many others, I’m so glad I don’t have to do that yet! But maybe it’s not the kids that need reassurance – maybe … Read more →

Growing Pains

  By Amanda | April 5, 2013 - 2:54 pm | , ,
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Today I kept Sam home with me so we could work on potty training.  I have loved having some special time to just focus on him.  He’s such a bright, funny and sweet little boy. He’s been having nightmares lately which are making bed time really hard.  He’s scared to go to sleep but he doesn’t know how to tell us what’s wrong.  He just gets upset and stalls.  I can’t help but feel like he may have inherited a little bit of anxiety from me.  I’ve been known to not sleep for a couple of days after a particularly … Read more →

Control Freak

  By Amanda | December 5, 2012 - 3:07 am | ,
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Things are a little hard right now. I’ve realized I like to write when things are really good or when things are tough but I can find a way to turn tough around.  I don’t like to write when the World feels all “woe-is-me” and doom and gloom. Shit’s just tough right now.  And it’s not my shit to talk about so I won’t. But it’s tough and I’ve realized today that what makes shit toughest for me is when I have no control over fixing the shit.  It’s also why I hate planes – I have no control over … Read more →

Letting Go

  By Amanda | May 21, 2012 - 10:46 pm | , , ,
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When my mom passed away she left a lot of stuff.  A LOT of stuff.  Too much stuff! I knew my mom had an affinity for garage sales and TJ Maxx and Marshalls and specialty food stores and Lord and Taylors and well you get the picture.  She liked to shop.  It was something we all knew.  It was something we would tease her about from time to time.  But I don’t think the full magnitude of her shopping sunk in until she was gone.  I spent this weekend cleaning out my parent’s house.  Trying to get it ready to … Read more →