Changes

"Strange fascinations fascinate me Ah, changes are takin'The pace I'm goin' through"

David Bowie-Changes

I am feeling a little bit like a caterpillar in her cocoon.

I am not sure what to expect, but things are changing.

My body is changing, I am only having small "oh no" moments when I think I have forgotten to take my pill...they are coming farther and farther apart these days.

I have been doing yoga, taking my vitamins, working and trying to come to terms with my body image. That last part seems to be rearing an ugly predictable head and I am trying to "whack a mole" it away.

Thinking too much about what I look like, what I am eating, looking closely at every hair and line and fold wondering if I can make them go away...or am I really just falling in love with it and fighting that. Like finding something wrong in a potential partner, but only looking for flaws to sabotage the relationship.

I want to be in love with my amazing strong body...

My mindset is shifting too...

We were at farmers market the other day and a toddler was having a fit because a sibling was able to push a  cart or something, and I was able to smile as we walked past it. The Barren watched the little person throw themselves onto the ground and smiled at the determination; and our ability to walk past it.

Normally I would stop and watch it unfold see how the parent dealt with it and take mental notes for myself in a similar situation. 

I don't need to.

I don't nee that knowledge.

I seemed at peace with that, and The Barren seemed calm too.

We are growing, maybe even aging out of the infertility mindset.

We were suppose to host our 15yr old niece this weekend, but she is super behind on her schoolwork and her parents were tired of enforcing her doing her work...but I wasn't and said that she could not come over until she caught up. She has been wishy washy about school work and her mother is as well, while my brother is strict about it for two weeks then folds out of exhaustion from trying to enforce something that my niece could clearly not give two shits about. So I just stepped in and said, she had another week, to catch up.

I felt like, she needs to understand that this is important, it is her first year of high school.

I guess I was being a parent, in an Auntie way.

I am pretty sure things won't change much in the next week...

but I wanted to put my two cents in, I guess.

School was super important to me, and I equated knowledge with freedom. 

I was teased/bullied for being smart in elementary school, so much so, the teachers had a meeting with the class when I wasn't there, which made it worse and so I pulled back and stopped trying. It took years to mentally recoup myself and by the end of high school, I was pushing forward and making great efforts-and college was another hill but I took every class the community college offered and found myself quite smart...

much to the surprise to many around me, who had kept the image of apathetic me in mind.

I love learning and school.

My brother didn't nor did his wife.

so there is that.

The Barren and I have plans for her next weekend, some live local music, bookstores and space to talk or simply draw.

 We look forward to learning more about her, if she allows us.

We are done being a parent and ready to simple be allies or influencers.