It was pretty ironic that on a day when I really needed a mental health break, I got an email saying that The Extraordinary Ordinary has been nominated on Circle of Moms for the Top 25 Mental Wellness Blogs Written By Moms.
I’ll admit, I chuckled. I said something to myself about my own current mental health and I chuckled. Don’t get me wrong, it’s truly an honor to be nominated…I’m just being honest. I mean, after all, I did leave Ellie a message yesterday that said that I was sitting on the couch eating marshmallows and had absolutely no desire to move. Then I asked her voicemail, Is that so bad?
I was simply practicing self-care, of course. Having a rest. And some sugar.
My boys and I have had a solo week and I’m really pregnant, what can I say? (I am always thinking of single parents when Ryan is gone for work. Seriously, friends. I don’t know how you do it and I think the world of you.)
Miles and Asher and I have had some fun though, no worries. Like going out for pancakes…
We love pancakes.
Anyway, if you’d like to vote for The EO you can just click the Circle of Moms button below and then scroll down to my picture and click on the thumbs up. It’s that easy. No login or anything. You can vote one time per day but of course I don’t expect you to remember that amongst the other eleventybillion things you have to do and think of in a day.
I promise not to hound you for votes on Twitter and Facebook. (Maybe just twice or so.) I’ll just put the button in my sidebar and you can vote if you think of it. While you eat marshmallows. I hope.
I know I’m being silly about marshmallows and stuff, but I do truly feel honored to be included in this category. If you’ve been around here long you know how much I want moms to be able to overcome what our minds have a tendency to do to us. It continues to matter to me more than I can say that telling my story has helped even one person.
(If you’re new here, you can find posts about my journey into sobriety and my struggle with addiction and motherhood in the “best of” tab at the top of the page.)
Thank you, friends.
P.S. Yesterday Asher asked me for something in a demanding sort of way and I said, “Don’t be a Bossy Bosserton.” And then he said, “You know, you sound like a Bossy Bosserton when you tell me not to be a Bossy Bosserton.”
Good point, ya Smarty Smarty-ton 3 year old.