Category: perfectionist
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Not an Option
A homemade ice cream shop is just a stone’s throw from our little one’s elementary school. And when he has a great week at school, we sometimes celebrate by stopping by for a yummy, sweet treat. Homemade ice cream is heavenly, with its creamy texture and bursts of flavor that melt in your mouth. And,…
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Nah-nah-nee-boo-boo
Sometimes, I still say nah-nah-nee-boo-boo. If you don’t know, nah-nah-nee-boo-boo is like a punctuation mark among kids. It’s used to tease or one-up someone else. As in, “I’VE got some ice cream, nah-nah-nee-boo-boo!” Or, “I’m going skaaaaating, nah-nah-nee-boo-boo!” In any case, being on the receiving end of nah-nah-nee-boo-boo usually means pouting faces and frustration.…
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Carry On
Just the other day – and completely uninvited – COVID showed up and ordered me around for almost a week. My usual to-do list started collecting dust. I could feel the weight of unmet deadlines getting heavier on my mind. As much as I wanted to do, my body would only let me be. Be…
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Knowing
Years ago, I worked for a large school district. Whenever we hit red tape and roadblocks, my mentor Carol would smile at me and ask, “Can you live with ambiguity?” And each time I’d reply with a grimace and mutter, “Nope.” I’m one of those recovering perfectionists whose comfort zone is clarity. Understanding who, what,…
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A Kind of Kindness
Writing again feels so good. I’ve been navigating a swept-away season since the birth of our LO 3 years ago. Stretch-and-grow moments have been plentiful since then. Time for capturing those moments here? Not so much. But, seasons change and mine is evolving again. So, onward we go. And, I’ll start with a lesson that…
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At This Moment
“Are you getting ready for the baby?” (Pause) “Uhhh . . . no.” My response to this popular, well-meaning question has likely surprised some folks. So, let’s be clear: We are over-the-moon happy and excited for Baby Dancy’s arrival this spring. And we’re equally grateful for a healthy pregnancy and growing baby in my tummy.…
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Road Bumps
So, the other day, I messed up. Hubby was out of town overnight, so I was parent-on-point. I looked at the calendar. Only one Saturday morning activity? No problem, I thought. I got this. Well, it turns out that I didn’t “got this.” Our son was scheduled to play his first game with a new…
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Bees & Buttons
I’ve always been industrious, busy as a bee. As a kid, I could keep myself occupied for hours by creating art using typing paper, tape and crayons. As a teen, I stayed busy with homework, school clubs, music, and church. And none of that changed as a young adult. Yet, I’m not a high-energy person.…
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Adjusted Expectations
I remember how uncomfortable and downright ornery I’d get at times as a new mother. Despite talking with actual parents of actual babies for guidance before our firstborn arrived, I expected a newborn who would sleep all night (nope, for both our kids). I expected to feel confident as a new mom – you know,…
