Poet Tree

Check out my sister-in-law’s new blog called “Lauren Sits.” She’s a talented aspiring writer and a disability advocate! 🙂

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So here’s Poet Tree: It’s about how my disability can both be devastating and wonderful all at the same time.

Poet Tree

That tree is my brain.

It gives me energy to see and to simply be.

Be

bold,

be

happy,

be

loud and speak.

Be

witty,

be

sad, and write strangely

formatted

poetry, it gives me capacity.

There are withered leaves there –cerebral palsy.

I am hurt.

I am different.

I have no choice.

I am extraordinary.

I persevere.

I have no choice.

I love my Poet Tree,

don’t you?

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Beyond the Quarter Life: Now what?

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Written by guest blogger, my wife!  Check out her blog: Finding Nikki

Go to college, get a degree, find a job, get married, buy a house, have a baby. These were goals I set for myself as a young adult. When I was 18, these life events were all a big mystery– I didn’t know what I was going to major in, where I would work, who I would marry…but I knew this is what I wanted for my life, and I looked forward to the future with excitement as these goals took shape.

Fast forward 10 years. Now I’m nearly 28. I have a degree from the University of Minnesota. I found a job with career potential right out of college. I met my husband and we married in 2009. We bought a house in the suburbs. I had a baby in 2012, at the age of 25. Fantastic! All my life goals are complete. Now what?

That’s the scary part. I have no idea. I think I’ve been a little too distracted the last couple years, and I never paid much attention to the future. You can only do so much when you are battling severe postpartum depression, an anxiety-inducing and demanding full time job, and taking care of a baby that was sick all the time with ear infections, pneumonia, and has some developmental delays.

Things have improved immensely with my depression and anxiety (a whole other story to share a different time!). My daughter’s illnesses have been reduced thanks to a new treatment plan that included ear tubes, daily nebulizer treatment, and she also sees an early childhood special education teacher to work on her developmental skills.

The last hurdle was my job. I felt trapped– I had many reasons to stay (good benefits, good co-workers, a semi-interesting career path), but only one reason to leave: a hostile work environment created by my boss. In the last 2 years, I have done everything in my power to make it bearable to work with her. It worked for a while, but it was taking a toll on me and my family.

A couple weeks ago I did what I thought was impossible– I quit my job! After working there for almost 6 years, I went into work, gave my notice, and didn’t come back the next day. If you know me, then you might be a little shocked. I’m supposed to be the dedicated, stable, enthusiastic employee. I had no job lined up, knew I would be giving up my family’s health insurance, and my only plan was to use some of my 401k money that I would now have access to upon leaving. This is very un-Me behavior!

So this is where I stand currently: I’m taking a break from all things career-related. I’m not ready to start looking for jobs yet. Mostly I have no idea where I want to begin my next career path. But I’m fine with that. I will be using this time to be at home with my daughter and my husband, who is working from home in his new business venture. I want to make up some of my lost mother-daughter time from having postpartum depression and working full time in her first 2 years. I want to reflect on the crazy whirlwind that has been my life in the past few years, and through this I hope to learn more about myself and have a better idea of what I want for my future.

Oh, and we were able to get a new health insurance policy on the private insurance market, and its actually affordable (thanks, Obama!).

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Husband 2.0

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I am currently in the process of being upgraded to a better husband. Just like when opening an app and it asks you to update, my wife suggested I update myself.

It was long overdue. I was crashing, force closing my mind, becoming glitchy when she was talking, and not quite as user friendly as I once was.

So, I am currently becoming husband 2.0. This will be a multi-post series where I describe my changes and have my wife give honest feedback and rank how satisfied she is with her new and improved hubby.

Upgrade 1: Acts of Service

This upgrade will improve my processing power by alllowing me to complete more tasks simultaneously. These functions include but are not limited to: dishes, laundry, changing diapers, feeding the baby, cleaning the bathroom (especially around the toilet), grocery shopping and other tasks she gets usually gets stuck with more of.

By improving the servicing part of my dad microchip, this will allow her to take more breaks from the daily drudgery and enjoy life more. Hopefully, this will lead to a positive review from my wife. We’ll see how it goes and I’ll post her feedback here soon on a 1-5 star scale just like the reviews for apps.

Now, if you’ll please excuse me, I must download my new dad update. Follow my blog for more updates to my goal to become husband 2.0, and as always, thank you for reading. 🙂

How to Love a Dirty Diaper

How to deal with dirty diapers. For new parents

Dirty diaper
soggy and wet
how the smell increases
when the contents set,

Baby oh baby
is that for daddy?
you bet your sweet buns
this one’s a fatty,

With a smile and a wink
to high heaven you stink
but how could I get mad
with those long lashes you blink,

For this load is daddy’s to behold
this is his duty I am told
baby expresses her gratitude
with a toot in his face while saying coo.