Anne Beal
Anne is a an ambitious free spirit with a passion to interact with moms from all walks of the journey. She loves her job as a doula through a local hospital network as well as private clients, assisting moms through labor and birth. In addition, she teaches adults part-time as they work toward their career goals and earn their high school diplomas "later in life." Nothing keeps her busier, however, than her toddler son and dogs named Whitney Houston and Patches. Her goal is to stimulate conversations through blog posts that are sometimes provocative, quirky, and occasionally controversial, but always unique!
Grief: I Did it. I Leaned in!
My dog died.
Patches was 15. She gave me joy. She was sweet. She fit our family perfectly. She needed us. I needed her. And she died.
In the months leading up to the event, I...
Magnesium: My Miracle Maker
The information provided here is for educational and informational purposes only and should not be construed as medical advice. It is not intended to replace the advice of a licensed healthcare professional. Always consult...
Aging is NOT the Worry
I do not fear aging. I do not fear middle age - not the wrinkles, not the rickety onset of bodily changes in my knees or hips to come, not even the eventual menopause...
Teaching Myself To Take Up Space
Ope, just gotta scooch by ya. Pardon me. I hope it's okay that I'm bothering you. Oh! You need me to do a long list of your tasks as a favor, no prob!
If you...
The Awakening: Not Every Workout Needs To Be Near-death
8! 7!...5!...3! 3! 3!...1! Ah! Catch your breath, take a sip, we move on to…the next near-death move in (insert any hardcore bootcamp-context workout class).
Repeat after me, “We aren’t making EVERY workout a near-death...
The Perfect Day Trip to Columbus, Indiana
Gloomy, gray, ghastly cold. We all know what Indiana winters bring with them, a whole lot of indoor playtime. If your household is like mine, you find yourself loving those early winter weekends when...
Permission to Abandon Holiday Burnout
“I regretfully cannot make it.”
Say it with me, “No.”
“Let’s catch up after the New Year!”
Or maybe just the classic, “Hell no! We won’t go!” If you’re feeling spicy.
This is your permission to ABANDON HOLIDAY...
The Great Sleepover Debate
Rabbit holes. We've all been down them in the parenting world. Especially the social media kind with their twists and turns, comment feeds, and wild heretics of this idea of that. The two am...
Sunday September Sanity-Savers
There’s that small chill starting to make its way into our hearts each September, begging for the enchantment of sweaters and beanie hats, calling us to find the peace in the cold to come....
It’s Time to Say Goodbye to Facebook…My Friends.
"No, I didn't see that…"
"Oh yeah? Jamie? From third grade? Engaged? No, I didn't see that…"
"I must've missed that post about the insurrection trials…"
"No, I didn't see Maria's vacation pics."
"Not sure I saw that...
Living Whimsy: Getting Started with Crystals
So you have been doing “all the things” to be centered, Zen, calmer, less anxious, manifesting your future goals, sound bathing, and the list goes on, but you are ready to take your interests...
Small Talk is Dead
It’s 2022. Small talk is dead.
Perhaps you disagree. But before you immediately turn your nose up at my sentiment, think of your version of “small talk.” It’s probably not the tell-tale version of it....
Beyond the Kanye Fodder: The Day of Reckoning on Narcissists
"No one can throw a bigger tantrum than a narcissist who is losing control of someone else's mind." -Unknown Author
Sigh...I cannot believe I'm penning a post about any form of "Kardashian kulture." Still, here...
Grocery Hoarding Feeds My Control-Needs
“Hmmm, better run to Costco tomorrow. We’re down to our last three frozen pizzas.”
Why am I overstocking groceries? One word: CONTROL. Hoarding provides me with a sense of control.
Dear Abby,
About two months into the...