Category: Mama Life
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Finding our next home
Home. Since we moved here, my ideas about what home is have shifted. I used to think home was the place you settled into for long periods of time – maybe even all your life. You buy the house, make best friends, get into a routine within your community. I was searching for and trying…
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The tale of crab dip and a pashmina
I hope some day soon I’ll look back on last night and laugh. For now I’m still mortified and perhaps telling you the story will allow the healing process to begin. It’s quite ironic that this post immediately follows the one in which I told you how I don’t care what people think… Last…
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I don’t care what they’re going to say…
I’m not sure quite when it happened. Maybe when I turned 30? Or when I headed back into the working world and I had more to occupy my time and thoughts than I’d had at home for two years? Or maybe the move to Italy took the focus off of petty things. Maybe some of…
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Six Months in Italy
And just like that, six months in Italy has come and gone. I knew the milestone was approaching, but somehow April 18 slipped by without my taking time to really let it sink in. I think it’s because the “everything is new” phase has worn off and we’re in the groove of our new normal.…
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Goodbye to 1085
Currently we’re sleeping with mattresses on the floor and eating at our dining room table while sitting on camping chairs. The couch, dining room table and one of our cars still needs to sell. Our house is pretty empty. Nothing on the walls, no shelves to hold anything, 5 boxes are waiting for us in Italy,…
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The Great Weight Debate
After a weekend of shopping for new clothes, I’m filled with all these questions and feelings swirling around in my head about the body I currently live in….. First of all I look in the mirror and ask myself “Who am I?” I’m in total denial about the person who looks back at me.…