Uncustomary Housewife
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I'm a geeky farmhouse housewife with an eclectic blog; Farmhouse Recipes, Geek Chronicles, Housewife Confessions, and Beyond!
Uncustomary Housewife
1d ago
Human Limitations
Misunderstandings are an unavoidable aspect of human interaction. We can never really guarantee that others will perceive us accurately or fairly. Generally, people have good intentions. Most misunderstandings arise due to human limitations rather than malicious intent; our diverse perspectives, communication styles, and personal biases can all contribute.
Simply put, our capacity for understanding each other is sometimes limited. I’ve been misunderstood a lot during my life. And it’s weighing heavily on me today. So, I’m gonna mentally unpack this while I have my morning cof ..read more
Uncustomary Housewife
6d ago
For as long as I can remember, whenever I’ve felt mistreated or undervalued in most relationships, my default reaction has been to blame myself. It’s almost as if I carry this deep-seated belief that if something goes wrong, it must be because I’m not good enough or I don’t fit in somehow.
This pattern has followed me throughout my life. And to this day, I find myself spending sleepless nights mentally berating myself for perceived shortcomings. Today, I want to shift from self-blame to self-accountability and respect. So, I’m writing until I’m done with my morning coffee, then I’m stopping. W ..read more
Uncustomary Housewife
2w ago
Imagine a teapot sitting on a stove, the heat slowly rising beneath it. As the temperature climbs, the water inside begins to bubble and churn. The pressure builds and builds until finally, with a sharp whistle, the steam bursts out, releasing the pent-up energy. This is how echolalia feels for me.
Echolalia is when someone repeats sounds, words, or phrases either silently in their mind or out loud. In my case, I experience both internal echolalia, where the repetition happens silently, and verbal echolalia, where I end up saying what I’ve heard out loud.
And everyone gets earworms, but not li ..read more
Uncustomary Housewife
1M ago
People often ask if the glass is half empty or half full, but they never ask where the glass came from. Instead of simply being half empty or half full, curiosity urges us to question where the glass originated, the purpose of the glass, and even the contents of the liquid. As a naturally curious person, I’ve always found this trait fascinating, and now, I have a front row seat as my one-year-old twins begin their journey of curiosity.
My Curiosity
Despite being naturally curious, I’ve often found myself hesitant to fully embrace it. I don’t give my curiosity permission to be loud and t ..read more
Uncustomary Housewife
1M ago
Parenthood made me realize that I kinda suck. Seriously. Becoming a parent put my red flags on blast. It’s been a rollercoaster of self-actualization.
A Mirror
Parenthood served as a mirror, reflecting my strengths and weaknesses in stark clarity. I knew that parenthood would challenge me, but I didn’t anticipate the depth of self-discovery it would bring. Parenting became a crash-course on addressing my own shortcomings, navigating the labyrinthine depths of my emotions, and deciphering the intricacies of my own atypical mind.
Uncharted Emotional Territory
Despite immersing myself in diligent ..read more
Uncustomary Housewife
1M ago
Every time you call out, you’re a little less alone. You deserve help and support. This directory might make the process easier. If you or a loved one needs immediate help call 911, now.
CRISIS and SUICIDE PREVENTION
988 Suicide and Crisis LifelineFree, 24/7 confidential support for people in distress and their loved ones.
Call 988Web: https:988lifeline.org
Crisis Text Line
Free, 24/7 support for those in crisis.
Text HOME to 741741
Web: crisistextline.org
LGBTQIA2S+
Trevor Project
Provides crisis intervention and suicide prevention services to LGBTQIA2S+ youth and young adults.
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Uncustomary Housewife
2y ago
A day celebrating motherhood is a wonderful thing, but for some of us it can be a tormentingly gray area. Pregnancy loss is something that many of us experience privately. We sit alone, cloaked in shame and grief. And we experience one of the most emotionally and physically painful things life has to offer — the death of a child. But we aren’t alone, pregnancy loss impacts 1 in 4 women. I want to talk to you; the 1 in 4, because I am you.
Content Warning: This post contains information about pregnancy, miscarriage, and depression that could be upsetting for some readers.
Last February, after ..read more
Uncustomary Housewife
2y ago
I’ve been through a lot in my thirty-four years. Overcoming trauma is a part of who I am. I’m molded by it. My mind and body are well oiled to overcome basic life traumas. But infertility treatments haven’t been basic trauma… they have been something much worse. Fertility treatments are torture disguised as hope. And it is insurmountably debilitating.
Content Warning: This post contains information about self-harm, miscarriage, pregnancy, medications, and depression that could be upsetting for some readers.
This has been a long road. We started trying to conceive naturally years ago. We quit ..read more
Uncustomary Housewife
2y ago
I don’t wanna share this, but I feel a responsibility to. I’ve been struggling for a few years. I’m having some trouble keeping my head above water. And I need to share my thoughts with you.
I feel like, everyone I know is in an old school LOTR style battle together. Everyone has small injuries, but are doing fine. And I’m running around putting bandages on everyone’s scratches. But I have a body full of arrows. I’m running around like a human pincushion. I’ve taken the worst of the wounds in the battle. But no one seems to notice. They just keep taking bandages and telling me how much pain th ..read more
Uncustomary Housewife
2y ago
A little over four years ago I decided what I wanted to be. Life is weird like that, isn’t it? We exist, we try our best, and then one day we realize what we should be when we grow up. Well, I’m 34 so I guess you could call me grown, but you get the point.
My decision was simple; I wanted to be a stay-at-home mom. I wanted one of the world’s most thankless jobs, and y’all I was ridiculously excited about it.
Content Warning: This post contains information about pregnancy, miscarriage, and depression that could be upsetting for some readers.
My husband and I wanted multiple children, maybe 2 ..read more