Hi, I’m Geochick.

Welcome to my blog. What started out as a private blog to document our adoption journey has evolved into my journey through therapy and spiritual awakening. Without our struggles to build a family, I’m not sure I’d be waking up, and for that I’m grateful.

In Training

A friend of mine called me up on Sunday when we were in S.D. wondering if I wanted to go see To.m Pet.ty and the Heart.breakers at R.ed Roc.ks.  A friend of hers had an extra ticket and was willing to unload it at a pretty good price.  I thought, sure why not?  I like the band, R.ed Roc.ks is always awesome for a concert and it was sure to be a good time.  Never mind that it was going to be on Tuesday, the day after traveling and getting home late.  Never mind that I got a wild hair up my ass to take Jazz.ercise at 6am on said Tuesday trying to erase all the sins of last week.  Never mind that we have a) No food in the house, b) a container garden that needs some serious tending to, what the hell happened to my chard?  One of the plants is turning brown and powdery-ish, and c) I was already tired and cranky.

The concert was fantastic!

Today not so much.  I got home after midnight, dragged myself out of bed around 7 this morning and can hardly think, let alone write a report that I need to get going on.  I like to think of it as training for when I have a baby waking up every 3 hours. 


Fast Approaching our 1-year "waiting anniversary" *edited*

Let's get physical...