
Divorce and Panic Attacks: True Story
I thought that as an adult, I was done with panic attacks. I was cocky, hadn’t had one in years, I was so obviously over them. But when your life is somehow upended, the dormant ways float back to the surface.

I thought that as an adult, I was done with panic attacks. I was cocky, hadn’t had one in years, I was so obviously over them. But when your life is somehow upended, the dormant ways float back to the surface.

I started wondering about the accountability of personal trainers. What if I didn’t tell Tim about my health, followed his diet, and wound up in the hospital?

The two experiences in my life that have shown me that I am stronger than I think am: childbirth and divorce. And when you think about it, those two processes have a lot of similarities.

I sound like a broken record, even to myself. But what is my alternative? I need to teach my children how to speak to me so I can hear them.

My mom was the type of woman who exuded class. She got up every morning and went through the ritual of “getting ready” even when we had no plans to leave the house.

Buying a home is an exciting endeavor, but it’s also one that requires a great amount of analysis and practicality. Even if you’ve made big purchases in the past, purchasing a home is an entirely different level.

Today I showered. That was it. That’s all I accomplished for the entire day.

Last minute playdate with a sancti-mommy? Surprise visit from your mother-in-law? Never fear. SLACKERMOM knows just what to do.

I’ve dropped the weight. My belly looks lumpy and is the antithesis of flat. But I’ve dropped the weight that matters.

Parenting a child with hemophilia means learning how to separate fear from love; they are so intimately bound together in a parent’s heart.

I take issue with the ‘modesty’ pads in sports bras. You know—those pads that sometimes are removable and keep the world at large from knowing when you’re cold.

You know that feeling when you wake up like a shot, mind alert, heart pounding? It’s anxiety.

I thought that as an adult, I was done with panic attacks. I was cocky, hadn’t had one in years, I was so obviously over them. But when your life is somehow upended, the dormant ways float back to the surface.

I started wondering about the accountability of personal trainers. What if I didn’t tell Tim about my health, followed his diet, and wound up in the hospital?

The two experiences in my life that have shown me that I am stronger than I think am: childbirth and divorce. And when you think about it, those two processes have a lot of similarities.

I sound like a broken record, even to myself. But what is my alternative? I need to teach my children how to speak to me so I can hear them.

My mom was the type of woman who exuded class. She got up every morning and went through the ritual of “getting ready” even when we had no plans to leave the house.

Buying a home is an exciting endeavor, but it’s also one that requires a great amount of analysis and practicality. Even if you’ve made big purchases in the past, purchasing a home is an entirely different level.

Today I showered. That was it. That’s all I accomplished for the entire day.

Last minute playdate with a sancti-mommy? Surprise visit from your mother-in-law? Never fear. SLACKERMOM knows just what to do.

I’ve dropped the weight. My belly looks lumpy and is the antithesis of flat. But I’ve dropped the weight that matters.

Parenting a child with hemophilia means learning how to separate fear from love; they are so intimately bound together in a parent’s heart.

I take issue with the ‘modesty’ pads in sports bras. You know—those pads that sometimes are removable and keep the world at large from knowing when you’re cold.

You know that feeling when you wake up like a shot, mind alert, heart pounding? It’s anxiety.