She Is

I am always baffled by what to say on pages like this. It’s like someone is asking me to put my very existence down into fewer words than is actually possible. What am I? Who am I? Do you want labels? What if those labels fit somewhat but not all the way? Can some of my labels be attached with Velcro so they can come off when not appropriate?

I suppose the facts are these: I am a woman. I am a mother. I am a wife. I am a sister and a friend. I am usually a leader, and a non-conformist. I don’t like restrictive clothing or shoes. I was born and raised in the Southern U.S. and cannot bear to live there anymore. I like sweet iced tea, snickerdoodles and rainbows. My heart swells times a million when my son smiles. I can often be found singing, or dancing crazily, or making funny faces. I don’t like baths (showers please), but I love to swim. I yearn to be more outdoorsy than I am (this is a goal) and less restricted in my environments. I like edge places, as long as they are not high up.

I live every day with Fibromyalgia, and a major depressive and anxiety disorder.

We lost our first child at 24 weeks gestation. She is our Star Baby.

Our second child is our Rainbow Baby. He is an absolute delight.

My husband is my rock, my soul mate, my best friend and without him, I wouldn’t be here today.

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