Tag Archives: anxious
the manic mom and work
i am a bit of an overachiever. i’ve always performed at a high level in school and at work. i went to high school and college on academic scholarships, juggling sports, theater, music and other activities. this was no different … Continue reading
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Tagged anxious, bipolar, depression, identity, manic, seizures, work
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sMOTHER…
I am by no means the perfect mom. Even though I am mentally ill I still think I’m a pretty good mom. My mental illness doesn’t seem to get in the way of day to day taking care of B and loving her to … Continue reading
Posted in new mom, toddler tales
Tagged 2 ft terrorist, anxious, bipolar, helicopter moms, mom, new momma, other parents
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racing thoughts…
i’m trying to figure out what a manic episode is for me. it seems to change every time my medication is adjusted. i was put on lithium a couple of months back and definitely feel the difference. but i’ve been up all night … Continue reading
i can’t say no…
sometimes i feel like i do everything for the people around me. my family, my friends, work, where i volunteer. i get asked to run this errand, pick this up at the store for me, put this away, write this … Continue reading
Posted in bipolar, taking care of older parents
Tagged anxious, bipolar, demanding, emotionally erupt, expectations, guilt, mom, no, sharp tongue
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toddler shenanigans
no one said that life with a toddler was going to be easy. B is now 22 months old. not a baby, but not yet a big girl. she goes to school everyday when i go to work. after 3 months … Continue reading
Posted in bipolar, new mom, toddler tales
Tagged 2 ft terrorist, anxious, bipolar, mom, new momma, temper tantrum, toys everywhere
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potty training
everything is in a constant state of change when being a mother. from infant to toddler. sitting to standing. breast feeding to solid foods. and now I embark on a huge journey with little miss B – potty training! … Continue reading
Posted in bipolar, new mom, toddler tales
Tagged 2 ft terrorist, 21 month old, anxious, baby girl, chunky dog, clean house, mom, new momma, potty training
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limbo…
I often get the feeling like I’m in limbo. Almost a floating sensation. I’m in between things – moods, places, experiences. I never really feel present. Somehow I’m someplace else. Not quite myself but never someone else. This in-between state … Continue reading
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