23 Years, 9 Months, & 15 Days: A Checkpoint

    When I originally started this blog, my intention was to document my 20s and all that might occur during the ten years I'll be growing through one of the most difficult, transitional learning periods of my life. 

    Here is a checkpoint for 23 Years, 9 Months, & 15 Days:

View this post on Instagram

A post shared by kati ryan (@heyimkatiryan)

• I'm a mom to an (almost) six-month-old. How can that be?

• Therapy has been going exceedingly well. I still have bad days, but I feel like things are finally beginning to make sense, now, and I feel as if I'm able to move forward in my mental health healing.

• I'm very insecure about my postpartum body, but I'm learning to love myself & appreciate what my body did and continues to do for me, regardless.

• Still only three dogs. I hope Joey won't convince me to get any more pets at the moment.

• Partially breastfeeding, being a stay-at-home mom, managing my daily anxiety & depression, exercising, keeping the house clean & organized, & freelance working online has been the balancing act of my life for the past six months. I can't do it all. I beat myself up about it, but I'm learning to keep pushing through the frustrations-- I think I'll figure out a way to make it all work, eventually.

• I'm suddenly unable to comfortably digest dairy. I've been dairy-free for a week, now. I feel so much better. Oatmilk from Oat Planet is amazing; (especially in iced coffee-- just FYI).

• These days my life is feeding this little baby, HeyBear Sensory videos on Youtube to distract Sunni while I attempt to clean portions of my house, the occasional depression naps, trying hard to take care of myself even when I want to wallow around, & writing my thoughts down in my diary to keep my sanity. It's not a very fun chapter, right now, but I'm working my way towards better days.

kati