I’ve been dressing my truth since August 2015, and as I’ve been discovering myself along the way, I’m sharing the journey of a type 4/3
Spoiler Alert: I’m NOT pregnant. I think we all feel better now. This blog has always been intended to be small. It started as a way to keep friends and family informed about the health of our triplets while they were in the NICU. Then it became a way to document our lives and stay …
T4 moment: I have never been able to hide my thoughts or feelings. My face shows them ALL, especially when I don’t like something. Try as I might, everyone who can see me knows exactly what I’m thinking. My husband teases me that I’m an open book, and I insist there is a shroud of …
Type 4 moment: Back in college I realized one day that I had very little color in my wardrobe. I decided that wasn’t normal, so I set about intentionally collecting more colors for my wardrobe. What I recognize now is I was dressing my truth and didn’t know it. Most of what I had was black, …
Type 4 moment: I was having a conversation with a type 1, and she dropped this huge word on me that was devastating. She tossed it out very casually, but it was like an atomic bomb to me. This word followed me everywhere. It never left my thoughts and became my new measuring stick. Did …
Type 4 moment: Type fours are perfectionists, precise, black and white, right and wrong, exact. Type threes are “good enough/you get the idea”. I drive my poor type three husband crazy because I am constantly correcting him on things that don’t matter. Here’s an example. He might say, “We bought this at IFA.” And I …
T4 Moment: Nothing thrills me like finding the perfect thing, and I tend to fixate on finding that thing until I have success. Whether it is a gift for someone else or something I need for myself. One time I found the cutest swimsuit for my daughter at Target, but they didn’t have her size. …