Category Archives: Netflix

  1. The Struggle is Gift (and other things I wish I could tell my younger self)

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    December 6, 2016 by Katia

    Hey, you. Remember being twelve years-old and having wise thoughts? Somehow traveling outside of your country for the first time, …
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  2. What to Watch This Halloween Eve – 5 Recommendations for Netflix Thrillers from my Husband

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    October 31, 2016 by Katia

    Today I was mentioning the name Zayn to my seven year-old. My eyes just about popped out when my husband …
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  3. Reasons I’m Binge-Watching The Office on Netflix

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    October 12, 2016 by Katia

    Michael Scott is me – I’m never as quick and efficient as when I need to do something totally useless. …
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  4. There’s a Little Show Called Love and it’s Your Next Big Netflix Binge

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    July 29, 2016 by Katia

      Last week we finished watching Suits. Let me rephrase that: last week we were sucker punched by Suits. It …
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  5. I Watch and View TV Differently Since Becoming a Mom

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    April 28, 2016 by Katia

    The transition is smooth and seamless. One day you’re amazed to be turning thirty, because that’s officially grownup. You switch …
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  6. You’re Forty, Now What? Seven Strong Female Leads in Must-Watch Shows

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    March 31, 2016 by Katia

    March is the month when we celebrate International Women’s Day. It is also the month when we celebrate finally catching up …
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  7. “Which TV Character Would You Trust Least to Babysit” and Other Questions To Contemplate on a Family Night In

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    February 26, 2016 by Katia

    *** Dear readers, I hate spamming you. My apologies for the double post. It only took me an hour, but …
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Scary Mommy
The Epistolarians

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What makes a happy new year? 
This is my story, but I suspect, it might also be yours. 
Lately I haven't been writing much. Forget writing, I can't even produce an entertaining Facebook update. Why? Because selecting the right words requires an effort and I don't have any effs (for effort) left to give. First I stopped posting to my blog, then my blog's Facebook page and eventually my own Facebook profile. I'm making an effort but I find it draining. Who knew that posting funny updates on your profile is not so easy? 
Nothing dramatic is going on in my life. Work's been extra busy with some newly added responsibilities and stress, bedtimes are still long-ish and my sleep is still often interrupted, but it's not nearly as often as before. My "me time" is limited and starts late. The emotional energy I invest in my work, the nature of my sleep and the limited time I spend on myself leave me with little energy to spare. Any energy I have left and then some is invested in my kids.

My kids, whom you all know I adore and admire, are daring, often reckless and very young and inexperienced. Sometimes I'm surprised at the extent of their lack of caution and I'm always, always disproportionately worried. I know that because I'm unlike the other mothers around me. I come from a family of worriers and anxious people. My neural pathways always lead me to a dead end - literally. I catastrophize and imagine the worst outcome. For years I've been able to rationalize and talk myself out of useless, time consuming and energy wasting internal struggles with often imagined worrisome scenarios, but now that words are burdensome and my energy is dwindled, I can't. 
I'm entering this new year happier and more optimistic than I've been in awhile. Yesterday I went to see my doctor. After a lot of internal turmoil and thoughts about cancelling my appointment I came in and blurted out: I think I'm suffering from some form of anxiety. His very calm and matter of fact-ish reaction ("like everyone else in the 21st century") wasn't dismissive, but reassuring. Self care sometimes means looking deeper. 
I wish everyone a happy new year of good mental health. It's the basis for everything.
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