I could feel the heat of the day, the echoing of the sun's rays off the pavement as I ran between two fields. Both full and ready for harvest. Something green and tall to my left and bright, golden wheat to my right. While I felt no pain, other than the burning of the scorched blacktop on my bare feet, I noticed I was bleeding.
You have to look at the people who have overcome these lifestyles. Those same people understand the harshness and hardships that only the victims and abusers who struggle with such vileness can. They can tell you how an addict thinks, how they map their thoughts all out in their heads, connecting lies to truth and covering tracks.
I don't have the memories of my mother struggling. I want my girls to remember the insanity. The chaotic collection of all that we encountered together as a busy, sporadic family.
Not a self-care down there list, or a "Top 15 Things You Need For Baby!" but a simple, "Day to Day Now That You're Home." Something similar to a homeschooler's flexible lesson plans for the week.
I wanted to have a visual of all the things I needed in order to be as comfortable as possible, not just for my baby, but for my own sanity.
I compiled all the advice I was given and put it together for you.
Truth is, sometimes these mini vacations aren't an option, sometimes we need a way out during the thick of the moment.
I don't care if you are eight months old or thirty-two years old, you are going love the feel of a stay-in movie night!