I recently met this trend in the mental wellness corner of the interwebs called JOMO. JOMO is the antidote to the oddly relatable and somewhat shameful Fear Of Missing Out, better known as FOMO. By switching F to J, and using cognitive retraining, one can deal with their fear of missing by reimagining it as … Continue reading The Cure to FOMO: JOMO
Much of the world's philosophies teach us that women are "socially constructed" weak creatures, that women have to fight by men's rules for the sake of success, and that girls who embrace their femininity rather than reject/exploit it are simply victims of the patriarchy. Because could you imagine being a girl who enjoys typically girly … Continue reading A Brief Commentary on the Distinction Between Feminism & Femininity
Being a girl mom is a lot of fun, even when you are not playing dress up! Actually, we don't ever play dress up. One, I have a 2-year-old who is not interested in skirts and dresses. Two, I’m in no place to be spending tons of money on clothes that only fit for a … Continue reading Why I Love Being a Girl Mom: Feminine Not Feminist
Being a single mom is not glamorous. And I try not to harp on it because I desire and pray for marriage. I know this is for a season, not forever.The more I see my girl grow and develop her own personality, the more I wish I was married and did family right because I'd … Continue reading Did God Answer My Prayer?
I hadn't painted in a while and I was feeling the pain of it. You ever miss something so much, it hurts? The way your body craves for exercise or your mind for relaxation. I needed to paint. My thoughts were getting loud. Painting, like cooking, is a good way for me to act and … Continue reading Binge Painting
Monday is for motivation, or moxie, the new word I found and enjoy, because it is the first day of the week. If we're being completely honest, I'm unprepared for today because everything I've written sounded much better in my head. Let's just say we're not pulling out the brightest crayons in the box. My … Continue reading Just say…no?
...the milk I pumped for baby was green!
Wow, my first Mothers Day!
I must vent... Pregnancy brain, mommy brain, whatever this jello inside my skull is doing, has confused me to no avail.
I've finally submitted my last and final undergraduate assignment this morning! The relief felt oddly painful. No, really, my heart rate accelerated and I was getting a little warm. Completion anxiety? Is that a thing? In any case, I am quite excited to have fought back against the obstacles that have deterred my course. Many of them … Continue reading Finally!
the Hopemade Woman 