– 5 – Short Toddler Stories

Well the time has come.

I have waited two years for the toddler stories and I am so thrilled (really, Sarah?) to have some to tell!!!

#1: The Puzzle

Jackson has this animal puzzle that seemed like a good idea (My mom bought it and I was so excited! I knew Jackson would love it!) but it’s a puzzle that has the little red knobs on the top of each piece so that you can pick them up out of their cut-out spot. It also has a sensor so it makes noises when you find each spot for the puzzle pieces.


If you put a pig in it’s spot, it makes a pig sound. A cat makes a cat sound, etc. Well apparently it’s also light sensitive. But here’s the thing: JUST the pig. So EVERY NIGHT… Continue reading – 5 – Short Toddler Stories

When Anxiety is the Air We Breathe.

I fear the dark. I fear new places. I fear buses, airplanes, trains, and the back of SUVs. I fear elevators and rollercoasters and I even used to fear movie theaters. But no. In reality, I don’t fear these things. I fear the anxiety, the panic that all these places can stir up inside me. I fear eternity. I fear being trapped.

Let me start from the beginning.

When I was very little, I was shoved into a trashcan by two neighborhood boys. They shut me in and wouldn’t let me out. I have no memory of this and no witnesses. All I know is that I came running home sobbing and telling my mom what happened. Continue reading When Anxiety is the Air We Breathe.


You continuously show me that just when I think I have a handle on the soul-crushing amount of love I feel, you grow up just a little more, you love me just a little more, and all the control I think I had, vanishes.

Look at me.
I’m an adult.
I have a child that I’m raising on my own, instead of the one being raised.

When did this switch actually happen?
It all feels like a distant memory.

… Jumping on the couch with my BFF.

→ 26 years ago.

… Running downstairs, full of tears and joy, finding out I was a sister.

→ 23 years ago.

… Becoming a teenager.

→ 20 years ago.

… Knowing I was like a second mom to my little brothers.

→ 12 years ago.

… Getting married.

→ 7 years ago.

… Having a child.

→ Just shy of 2 years ago.


It looks so small, such a short amount of time when you just list it like that. Sometimes I feel like half my life is gone, like I wasted it. But look at where I am. Look at what lies ahead.

It has only just begun.