April 2023
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Freedom
J took me to see a 10am showing of John Wick 4 – there were only a few people in the theatre and I wore my mask the whole time. You’d think cancer would make me a lovey, dovey, warm and fuzzy…nope, love John Wick 4 as well as the immense violence. It was great. Continue reading
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Garden hose
J and I got to chatting earlier this morning about how we grew up, thinking about our childhoods. I saw this meme on IG that made me chuckle. It was about house rules growing up – getting all the chores done without any back talk. The reward was not getting your as* beat LMAO. Parenting Continue reading
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Why
8:30am Last night J and I were talking before bed and he asked me who I write to in the blog. Who do I talk to? I didn’t know how to answer that. Who is my actual audience? Beyond therapy why do I write? Sometimes I write as I’m talking to S, sometimes it’s L Continue reading
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The Water Schedule
I was super productive today, waited and signed for my chemo medication. I ate some sliced apples and napped. A true hero! I also stash away Amazon returns in a bag, called the pharmacy to check on my medication and called the oncologist to let them know I had my chemo meds. I’m very proud Continue reading
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Transplant
To the ladies who have done S’s hair…thank you as now my inadequacies are that much more highlighted. 😂 Though these morning views are pretty amazing. Better than any ocean. It’s crooked and it looks a little weird but she likes it. Thank god she can’t see the back of her head. Above is a Continue reading
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Energy?
Where did all the energy go? That’s the new view curled up on the recliner with a quilt and my baby’s baby blanket…and sock shoes. It’s not the ocean view as before but having the kiddos meander around the kitchen in the morning is a way better. Watch them eat breakfast and like a tornado Continue reading
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Just another manic Monday
It was a quiet Sunday. Kids played at the park. J took them to pool. They were kids… I napped most of Sunday. My energy level is definitely not where I want it to be. Still shedding like a dog. Cause the hair can’t just go…we gotta draw this out. Legs and back still hurt…seems Continue reading
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A Birthday
I didn’t think I’d have the opportunity to be apart of S’s birthday let along celebrate a portion with her. That was an amazing blessing. Grandpa and I got to the park at 6am while it was nice and cool out to stake our claim. Grandpa thought we were cray to stake it at 6am. Continue reading
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Frost
Just like yesterday my day started around blood draw time. Though I was able to sleep until 5:38am today. It was a solid night of sleep without Kevin. I hear “ghost beeps” at times. I spent most of yesterday wallowing. I shouldn’t because I’m here and because I should be grateful there even is a Continue reading
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Home
J looked like Santa every time he left room 17. Bags and bags of stuff. Blankets. Pillows. Suitcase. Clothes (that I never did wear – for some reason I thought I needed yoga pants). I did not. I wore my jammies – the entire time. I had 3 jammies in rotation – hygiene check! I Continue reading
About Me
Hello, my name is Nina. I am a mother, wife, daughter and friend. I am lover of country music, & 80’s love ballad. I love me some karaoke! I identify as hot mess mom. I get it wrong, all the time. On the rare occasions I get it right? Even I’m shocked.
I am a working professional in the field of Compliance. I am mother two, daughter to immigrant parents, wife to a “redneck” – and proud of it, sister-in-law to the two most incredible human beings I have ever met and a niece that is just so cool but doesn’t know it.
I work too hard and play too little. I’ve always focus on the wrong thing and never quite sure if I’m ever enough. I grew up on the East Coast and was a latchkey kid in the 80’s and 90’s – I dodged the sketchy people on the walk home and tried not to end up on a milk carton.
I went to a very privileged Boarding School on the East Coast and college after that. (So yeah that’s exactly why this journal will be riddled with grammatical and spelling errors. On the days I feel good, I’ll type it out. On the days I don’t feel good it’ll be voice to text. I can not be held liable for the things Siri puts in as my “voice”. ) Graduated on a Friday and started Fleet Bank on a Saturday. I hustled my way through the midnight shift at DHL and hustled and hustled and hustled. I knew nothing except the hustle. (As I said, I’m a hot mess mom).
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