The only person you need to be better than, is the one you were yesterday. ~ Rachel Hollis
I was a competitive swimmer from the age of 4 through high school. Even after I graduated I spent summers teaching swim lessons and lifeguarding at the Disneyland Hotel and community pools. I loved to swim but despite my comfort in the water, my biggest fear was drowning. I was and am absolutely terrified of drowning.
Now, I wasn’t worried about my own physical capability in the water. I would not shy away from potentially dangerous activities like jumping from a giant rock wall into the ocean off a Greek island or canyoning in Switzerland. Nope, I was totally terrified of completely unlikely and random things in my head. Example 1: Somehow becoming trapped in a car that plunged from a cliff into the water. You know, the stuff that mostly only happens in movies. But this fear of being trapped, submerged underwater without the ability to breathe, was so real to me.
Fast forward twenty years and I was living a life where I felt like I was drowning every day.
Balancing babies, spouses, parents, siblings, friends, work, cleaning house, paying bills, cooking, laundry, the litter box, etc, etc. I don’t need to tell you. You know it is HARD. I considered it a huge victory if I managed to squeeze in a shower. Even when 90% of my life was going great, that other 10% would be pulling me under and I was constantly treading water with no end in sight.
And then my body decided it was time for pre-menopause which is basically like unleashing the Kraken on all of those you love.
If this is the first time we’ve met, please don’t be scared – I assure you that my hormone imbalances are both (1) improving and (2) not contagious! You have found a space where I hope you can feel loved and welcomed as your authentic self.
I’m K.C. (it’s so good to meet you!) and my goal with this blog is to share the wonderful, beautiful, messy realness of life raising two young boys in my 40’s while undergoing a multi-year planned whole house remodel project. Stories from the Crow’s Nest is not about perfection but it’s about embracing my role as “family historian” and sharing the various creative + memory keeping projects that are in line with that role.
