I wanted to continue blogging but I feel like my old blog was just so cluttered and no longer reflected my progress or current state of mind. Plus, new chapters are opening up in my life that I’d like to document and share that I don’t necessarily want muddled up with my more recent past.
If you’re new to my blog, welcome and thanks for reading. I’ve been an avid blogger for a little over two years now. I suppose I’ve been more notably known for blogging about mental health (or lack thereof). My Lazarus and Lithium site was dedicated to reaching out to others who shared my experience with Dissociative Identity Disorder and my original diagnosis of Bipolar I. I’ve made lots of online friends through that and I hope to reconnect here, as well as make new friends.
And as my blog title reflects, I am indeed expecting a Little One in January of 2018.
As excited as I am, I’m also finding myself to be more scared than I thought I ever would be. My DID has been somewhat dormant for months now. Yet the idea of soon having a little girl in my arms in just 3 months is stirring up wild emotions and symptoms.
My husband seems to be dealing with a similar fear. He opened up last night about the pressure of becoming a good and protective father. Parenting has already proven to be a major relationship tester and she’s not even here yet! But we are constantly building our foundation, ensuring that our core is strong and loving. I personally think she’s really smart to have chosen us as parents.
On top of this, we are also planning on moving across the country after her birth. Talk about stress. At first, I was nervous about it. I was stressed and emotional about leaving my life here. But I’ve since changed my tune and I’m ready to leave. Im ready for the house. I’m ready for seasons and quieter nights.
Lots of changes.