Hello beautiful souls! I have been struggling with going back and forth of whether to change the Parent Power Hour time. Many seem to prefer the 4:00 time slot, so I’m going to keep it at that time. ⏰✨ However, that means I can’t do it at the regularly scheduled time until May 12. Honestly, I feel this is the universe telling me to take a break and do some self care. 🌌💆‍♀️ As many of you know, the kiddo is in full swing for tennis season. 🎾 And with a chronic illness, I am in survival mode. 🌀 Things only get more hectic and intense until the season ends. So I’m going to take a step back from meetings and look to resume for that date in May. I so appreciate your patience and support during this time. 🙏 If I’m not careful, I’ll end up down for weeks—and then I’m no help to anyone. ❤️‍🩹

Hello beautiful souls! Late Mondays are going to be difficult coming up for the future so I would like your input on a better time to get together for Parent Power Hour. Please vote in the following poll for the time that works best for you.

Are you a nervous flyer? ✈️I am. Always have been. I've viewed flying as a necessary evil to get where I want to go. I'm sure it's the lack of control that freaks me out the most. But especially with all the recent issues with planes I was even more anxious than usual about flying. 🙌It was the perfectly planned trip and a preview of what life can look like after the kiddo goes off to college. My husband had a work summit in Florida last month and since we didn't do anything for our anniversary in Nov. we decided to extend his trip and do an anniversary celebration. 🌞Get me to Florida when we were having below freezing weather every day here? Yes, please! 😭But as the day grew nearer for us to depart I was almost beside myself with anxiety. I dropped my kiddo off at his dad's house after spending every possible second I could with him....and after I dropped him off I cried. I was so convinced I wouldn't see him again. ‼️I felt bad for my husband. He was so excited to spend this time with and I was a basketcase. We rushed around finishing packing and getting things ready to leave and I finally laid down to wind down. I was trying desperately not to spiral when the most wonderful message came in through my messenger. 👨‍👦It caught my attention because it was a friend from back home that I don't get to talk to very much. I opened it and there was a link to a post that had a picture of my dad that I had never seen. My dad passed away nine years ago. For that picture to come to me in that moment, I knew it was a sign. It was my dad telling me that he was watching over us and that he would make sure I would get back to my son. I felt at peace for the first time in weeks and I knew it was going to be okay. 🕊️Spoiler alert....our flights went fine and my husband and I had the most glorious time. Even when some weird stuff happened with the flights or there were possible delays I didn't freak out. I was able to enjoy myself and I was so grateful to my friend for sending me the picture and my dad for sending me the sign.