We’re starting to get stronger. My whole family. Yesterday, after walking to get lasagna noodles, of all things, and then carrying my baby through our woods like she was a 28-pound kettle bell, I could feel the change in our household’s energy. When I dance now, I’m genuinely dancing. When Matt laughs, he genuinely laughs.…
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The Sound of Silence
This post will feel like whiplash after Friday’s was so focused on things I can’t do and progress I can’t make. Maybe it’s the bipolar talking. But I’ve been reading and reflecting a lot, and I’m starting to feel motivated to do the things that I know will make me well. Recognizing that I might…
Read MoreWhistle While You Walk
Between the heat, the rain, a busy schedule and some lingering depression, I haven’t been making as much time for walking this summer as I wanted to. But a few weeks ago our neighborhood restaurant had a special that looked particularly tasty, so Matt suggested that we check it out. When he mentioned that we…
Read MoreAn Attitude of Gratitude
The last time I wrote, I reflected that a bad day doesn’t have to turn into a bad week. But sometimes it does. And sometimes one bad week turns into another. I’ve been having a tough time lately, and I wish I had a more insightful or eloquent way of saying that. But one of…
Read MoreBeauty and the Grief
Today, I walked with another friend from my old job, Janice. Janice was one of the first people who reached out to me after I gave birth to offer me emotional support and a space to talk about the realities of what I was going through, before I began traveling through a different reality entirely.…
Read MoreMother’s Day
It was hard to decide last year when to send my mother home. She had come the day I had gotten out of the hospital. Never had I been more thankful that we decided to buy a house within two hours driving distance of my parents. Because sleep is so imperative for people with bipolar…
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Postpartum Psychosisterhood 