What We’re Enjoying at Story Time

And with a deep breath and a loud sigh, here I am, back again. I have a separate purpose to this post, but before I dig in, I just wanted to say that I hope I’m back for a little while and for more than just a sporadic post here and there. I officially graduated…

How You Can Learn to Love Your Body

I believe a lot of girls and young women learn early and quickly to unlove and mistrust their bodies. I can remember the exact moment I felt betrayed by my own body: I was nine years old and my mom let me try on her wedding dress. Expecting it to be much too big (my…

Headspace

Last week (actually, almost a week and a half ago, so January 22 to the 28) I committed to meditate every day. I picked this because I knew I was in a bit of a slump mentally and thought, honestly, it would be easy. Ha. Never, ever assume anything will be easy is what I…

What Is It About Laundry?

  This week has been interesting in that I have already had to face exactly what I’ve been dreading in this project of mine: not being able to follow through in what I’ve said I was going to do. All week, I had to fight a feeling of disappointment and failure, knowing I had committed…

Follow Through When Times are Tough

I talked about Little Enoughs last week, and this week was my first shot at it. I decided this past week was going to be dedicated to making sure I got enough to drink. I think I said something like, 6 bottles of water a day. In the end, I probably averaged closer to four 20…

What Happens When Your Brain’s Full

Not unlike most people, when I love a song, I blast it. My ideal song has a deep, throbbing bass, so when I turn a song up as high as my ears can take, the bass is felt almost more than it’s heard and I feel like I’m physically wrapped in a song. And when…

Little Enoughs

On New Year’s Eve, I wrote how I had chosen a word to help me define this year, and that word was ENOUGH. I love the idea of {enough} because it gives me permission to stop starting (and ultimately not completing) all sorts of self-improvement projects. It also fits nicely with what I wrote at…

Magic Moments

Every once in a while I really get something right. Lately, bedtime had become a frustration for me. Not so much because the kids weren’t getting into bed and going to sleep (I’ve always been blessed with relatively “good” sleepers), but because those darn kids seemed to have a mind of their own and wouldn’t just…

The Strangest Thing

This is one of those ideas that I’ve rolled around in my head for a couple years now, have talked about with a handful of people, maybe mentioned in a Facebook post, but haven’t really put down in any great detail anywhere permanent. I’m going to do that now. Let me know what you think….

On New Year’s Eve

The thing I love about the cusp of a new year is the allowance we give ourselves to be hopeful and reflective. I could easily be quite cynical about all this, of course, but I won’t. It’s not in my nature and I think I’ve grown just wise enough to know that often those who…

In The Clearing

A Note: This is an original work of fiction. Please do not use or share any of the text without permission from me, Kirsten Petroska.  The air was very still, tamped down by the snow that lay in feather-light layers on the branches of pine and the few bare spots of ground. The air was so…

Never Have I Ever…

…booked a plane ticket. …left the east coast, not since I was 8. …spent more than a night away alone. …been on a plane, not since I was 8. …spent a night, never mind two, in a hotel by myself. …been to a new city all by myself. …left New England, not since I was…