These feet belong to a Kindergartner. They aren’t baby feet anymore. The first day of school is tomorrow. And with that, here is the end of Summer Break 2019. This is all a happy thing to this mom. It means no more PJ Masks or Puppy Dog Pals for hours on end. It also probably means evenings of a cuddly Oliver. I was looking back at how far we’ve come.
Just this week, I reassessed domain names and moved all writing to The Tog Mom. I am cautiously optimistic in this change– it was a relative spur-of-the-moment decision, but I was ready something different anyway. My previous domain, Rainbow Tulip, is a great name but doesn’t really say anything about who I am. The Tog Mom speaks to the fact that I am a mom photographer. Being both a mom
I had a solid week of “up” after vacation. I was up every day at 5:30, and going and cleaning and all that rearranging around the house and…. Now I am back to where I started. Sleeping till 10 am. Not exactly depressed but not a lot of extra energy. It’s the nature of my life and I know if I would just accept the waves and lulls instead of
Ten days ago, I decided I’d had enough of our dirty, messy house. We rearranged two rooms. We rearranged wall hangings. For ten days, I took room by room and decluttered. I dusted. I vacuumed. I swept. I’ve kept dishes and laundry going. Ten days ago, I was depressed. Ten days ago, I decided to do something about it. I don’t know how to describe the mental headspace having our
I start every day with a large cup of coffee. I don’t feel awake at all unless I’ve had it. My coffee of choice currently is a budget indulgence but it doesn’t feel like a sacrifice. I drink McDonald’s McCafe Breakfast Blend. Good stuff. I use my pour-over Bodum system, which I’ve talked about before. I do choose to use a paper filter in addition to the system filter because