This is a post entitled “A Monday Ode to My Mini-me” 🐼 Today Juliet got her hair cut to make her kindergarten ready, got to hang with the fabulously fierce hair bae of our family, had a little treat at Whole Foods (as did her decidedly less social brother), and then the little video from 2 years ago is a prelude to how I just found her in her bed. 🐼 I am a sleep princess. I need my cooling pillow, my body pillow, a very specific side position with my face at the edge of the pillow and nothing in front of my face and Jason literally not allowed to even breathe in my direction, all thanks to consistent violation of my body and space repeatedly from assault to psychological torment as a child. I also need multiple Rx PTSD meds to be able to fall asleep and not have horrifically graphic and terrifying nightmares that haunt me like memories all day long after I awake. And with all of that I barely sleep and it’s a lot of why I feel like shit all of the time. It makes sense why. My body is in the constant state of high-adrenaline-at-war so I don’t sleep and when I do I don’t sleep well. 🐼 Jules not so much. Just look at that lovely wild little girl. And when I think about how, for the various forms of crap we all face, Juliet has a damned good mama and loving & safe home I don’t even have the ability to ascribe words to the relief I feel. 🐼 Miracles happen. Not the god kind, because who the fuck knows how and why and if you think you do know it’s based on theory no matter how certain you think you are. You can @ me all you want, but you can’t change my mind. But there IS proof that they happen, and these photos are littered with the evidence. 🐼 Alive. & free to live this one fucking life, this girl of my own body is. 🤱🏻👧🏼 🐼 #T1FL #mamas #minime #daughters #whoruntheworld #girls #haircut #girlhair #style #mamadaughter #miracleshappen #glorious #aliveandfree #lovelyandwild #lovely #wild #fierce #fabulous #kindergarten
