Found this little gem (sheep’s milk yogurt) at the co-op on Judah. Delightfully sour!
By mama, I mean me.
Like back in the game. A metaphor I guess.
I’m feeling great, people. Rejuvenated! Had a minor bout of negativity & felt weighed down by all the stuff one has to do. More importantly, pensive about the intense way mental disorder pulls apart a person’s life & how to be restorative (or not).
Good news about my aunt’s case. Things are in motion. I’m loving her attorneys. In my mind, we’re practically friends. (Clearly just business but hey, we should aspire to have such great relationships in every realm of our lives.)
Man, rest really is critical. Parenting is hard work. I can’t believe people have been doing this since the beginning.
Hobbies. Hobbies aren’t just extracurricular, they are essential. In law school, it was karate. Now, it’s dance, yoga & whatever the hell else I feel like.
My baby is growin’ up & I gotta be a positive role model! Eat (generally) good! Work out! Destress & be forgiving. Ah, the sweet (im)balance of life.
Baby loves to eat (a given).
