Every weekend after Baby Bounce at our local library, we go out for a family date at a local restaurant. Since I’m gluten-free and the baby is dairy and soy free, it can be hard to find new places to try. After seeing an ad for a local vegan cafe on Facebook, we decided to get out of our comfort zone and try it out.
Normally, I would be writing a whole new post for today. Unfortunately, yesterdays post wiped me out. Although round-up posts like that are a great way to draw new traffic to your blog, there’s a reason that bigger bloggers pay virtual assistants to aggregate links for their round-up posts. It’s hard.
So, today, you don’t get new content. Instead, I welcome my new readers and greet those who have been with me from the beginning. I’ve gathered some of my most popular posts that you might have missed and put them here for your reading pleasure. Let’s begin.
It can be hard to buy presents for your chronically ill loved ones. After all, how many pairs of comfy pajamas can someone need? Valentine’s Day is coming up, and if you’re in a relationship, you may be wondering what to get your partner.
You know how I feel about supporting small business and artisans. I’ve taken that love a bit further this holiday and compiled a gift guide for chronically ill people, with gifts and goods made by chronically ill people! Although I know all of the people whose shops I’ve featured here, I wouldn’t feature anything I didn’t absolutely love. So let’s get started.
Yesterday, I shared a post about authenticity.
Sunday morning was a hard time for me, but I was exactly where I was supposed to be. Our pastor spoke about church being a place for broken sinners who cling to Jesus, not a place for people who already have their lives together. He had no way of knowing I was having a panic attack in the back row.
After I left church (and got my anxiety back to a manageable level), I started thinking. Surely I couldn’t be the only person at church this Sunday who was struggling. Were all of us missing each other, trying to look like we’re perfect? As parents, are we pretending that we’re having the time of our lives when really we love our kids but also need a nap? As people, are we missing out on valuable connections by refusing to be vulnerable?
I’ve had a lot of other moms tell me they have a hard time making friends. I know quite a few people who have felt left out– or worse, shunned– at church. What can we do about this?
At church on Sunday, the pastor preached about how church should be a hospital for broken sinners. He talked about how easy it is for Christians to act like we have everything together. We can get a little “holier than thou.”
Whether you’re religious or not, read on, because I’m embracing some radical vulnerability here. While our pastor was preaching about looking like we have things together on the outside, I was a bundle of anxiety.
I published a post last week about the importance of staying home, if possible, when you’re sick. It really resonated with a lot of people in the chronic illness community, because once we get sick, we’re down for the count.
Cold and flu season has hit hard this year, and the worst isn’t here yet thanks to abnormally warm temperatures in some parts of the country. RSV is making the rounds, and like every other year, it’s an epidemic. This is scary news not only for us chronically ill folks, but for parents, caregivers, and anyone who works with the public.
I’m not one to talk about not getting sick, because I’m still battling the weirdest sinusitis I’ve had in years. But guess what? I’m still gonna talk about it. Today’s post is all about common sense ways to avoid ending up like me, with snot that looks exactly like cottage cheese. I’m not a doctor, so don’t take these tips as the Gospel Truth, but if you want to know how to stay healthy(ish) this winter, read on.
One of the weirdest things about my OCD diagnosis is the number of things I now know are symptoms. Because my OCD appeared in childhood before getting worse postpartum, I grew up with a lot of things I thought were normal.
For example, as I mentioned in my last post, I was convinced my dad would die in a fiery car crash if I didn’t see him every morning before he left for work. (I saw him every morning, and he’s still here, so I must have been onto something….right?)
Another symptom that I didn’t know was a symptom is intrusive thoughts. There are as many types of intrusive thoughts as there are people in the world, but mine are generally focused on accidentally hurting people, or people dying because I did something vaguely wrong.
When I breathe in, my nose bleeds.
I waited ten days before going to the doctor, to give a virus time to wear itself out. When I got there, she took one look in my nose and said “this looks terrible.”
See, I have a deviated septum. It’s usually not a big deal. As far as my health problems go, I’d probably list it right down there at the bottom, near “dandruff” and “hangnails.” That is, until cold and flu season.
It’s funny how one little thing can cause such big issues. My deviated septum forces all the snot and germs to pool up in one side of my face, turning every cold into one big mess. In high school, I had the same sinus infection for nearly six months.
So, what does this have to do with the person with perfect attendance?
I already said I don’t do resolutions. I don’t. I suck at them.
However, after reading a lot of posts by other chronically ill bloggers, I realized that the start of the new year is a great time to stop, evaluate my health, and figure out what needs to be tweaked. Now, this is no “new year, new me.” This is more a “drink a glass of water before your morning coffee, but don’t skip that morning coffee.”
You don’t really need a reason to stop and evaluate your health and habits, but I’m terrible about getting stuck in ruts and not realizing it. So I’m posting this to keep myself somewhat accountable. We’ll see how it goes.
What makes a coffee shop the “best” is pretty subjective, but Chattanooga’s Best Coffee Shops is a much more compelling title than “a bunch of coffee places I like in Chattanooga,” so you get what you get.
Baby Bounce and Brunch is my Saturday ritual, but sometimes you just don’t need a full brunch. Then what? Then, I believe, it’s time to visit a coffee shop. It’s all the fun parts of brunch: socializing and caffeine. It’s none of the difficult parts of brunch, like eating a meal before noon.