on turning twenty five

a quarter of a century...just five years shy of thirty, thirty! which used to seem so ancient to me. and now, most of our friends are approaching that age quickly or have already passed into their thirties. i cried yesterday to david--i've been doing that a lot recently...crying. i told him i still feel so young. that i still have so much life left and, yet, it feels like it's flying by.

one year ago i told him that i wanted my 25th to be a big deal. "go all out," i said, "throw me a surprise party! plan a big vacation!" and then i got pregnant again.

on loving yourself: tips for self-care

here i am sitting in a quiet apartment, cozied up under a blanket with my second cup of coffee steaming within arms reach, a typical nap time scene for me. it has slowly but surely become my sanctuary where i recharge, reflect and rest.

so much has happened since finding myself deep in the throes of motherhood. from struggling with postpartum depression and severe loneliness, to coping with an ever-changing body it's been a long and difficult two years.