This WONDERfilled Life...

Super and I joked often pre-pandemic about how life is just various stages of turning pages.  Thanks to COVID this current page turn in our life has moved…e…v…e…r… so … s…l…o…w…l…y.  But it IS happening, like, it’s mostly turned…I think I can even almost read the title of the next chapter…Not completely but pretty darn close. I don’t know if it’s just finally having both kids in the same place (i.e. summer camp) for the first time ever or if it’s the whole “I spent two plus years always having everyone around and catering to all their various needs, thank you global pandemic”…either way…I’ve been soaking in the past three weeks and the few hours I’ve had daily to just breathe and catch up on everything.  Take today, for example, I had about 50 minutes at home kid free after I got home from Rally classes with Zo, and I knocked out a major to do list that involved several phone calls, scheduling many doctor appointments, follow up emails, paying bills and ordering things for the coming f

Hirsutism (HUR-soot-iz-um) is a condition in women that results in excessive growth of dark or coarse hair in a male-like pattern — face, chest and back. (Per the Mayo Clinic ). A few weeks ago, and I was so thankful you couldn’t see my beard in the morning sunlight. Something I’ve had to check my pictures for for years now. I struggled trying to decide whether I wanted to write this post.  On one hand…if you know me IRL (in real life) this description shouldn’t come as a surprise, y’all can see my face.  On the other hand, I’ve managed to sort of ignore the issue publicly and shining this direct light on the issue and therefore my face makes me uncomfortable as well, but I want my kids to know that people are all made differently and choose to deal with those differences differently and so here I am…telling my story in the hopes that in the coming year I have some AMAZING after photos! I’ve struggled to manage the hair on my face for over 10 years now.  It started innocently enough, p