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All in MOM STYLE
I listened to Brene Brown this afternoon (courtesy of reminder from @eliseloehnen from GOOP). Smart move. She (Brene Brown) was all the things, including, the simple act of being ok with not knowing what the fuck we are doing. (It’s ok, she cusses, and let’s not point the finger.) Her soothing voice (and cuss words actually) calmed me at a time when i needed calming. I think we could all use some calming. Case in point, my mama tonight on a Zoom chat. And here’s why.
Dear Bo and Luke,
You’re sleeping now. Finally. And I’ve poured me the last few drops of my favorite french white wine over ice. And I’ve calmed down. Because tonight was a little frustrating. Motherhood can do that to a mama. And so I wanted to write you a letter. Because I love you so. And so here it is.
I just got off the phone with my mother 15 minutes after I left my therapists office. It was perfect timing. Like, to the millisecond. I was just about to download the audible book “Simplicity Parenting” when my mother schooled me in parenting right through the speaker of my cracked iPhone. It was like, “bingo!”. There was simplicity in her words, but a tremendous lesson. And it was like a light bulb went off. And here’s why.
