Form 4AM Chaos to calm: The Day I Realized I

The Daily Adventures of “How Am I Still Standing?”

From Sleep Terrorists to Napkin Jokes & Hard-Earned Tears


Welcome back to the Weird Shit blog—

where vitamins and peptides are non-negotiable

and the plot twists don’t miss.

Buckle up… today started at the literal crack of dawn.


The 4:00 AM Victory Lap

The day kicked off with my Glow Routine—

because if I don’t look like I slept, at least my skin can lie for me.

It was NAD day, I was feeling productive… grounded… almost peaceful…

…and then my adult son appeared.

Chest puffed. Proud.

Why?

Because he successfully kept me awake until 4:00 AM

FOUR. A. M.

I finally hit him with:

“Go to bed and quit waking me the heck up!”

This is the stuff they don’t put in parenting brochures.

It’s not all quiet nights and smooth routines—

sometimes it’s you, running on fumes,

and your grown child acting like sleep is optional and chaos is a personality trait.

Good lord.


The 9:30 AM Whiplash

And somehow… by 9:30 AM…

I went from sleep-deprived and slightly feral

to calm, grounded, fully present professional.

My first client session?

Beautiful. Smooth. Peaceful.

Like nothing ever happened.

Then came the Laundry Dash.

I forgot a clean work blanket.

So now I’m running home like it’s a full-blown emergency

just to grab one so I can wash the one at the office.

If you ever see me running around, just know—

it’s not drama…

it’s a linen situation.


The Legend of the “Adadicktome”

Now let’s talk about my second client.

This man has known me for over 20 years.

He’s seen the trenches, the battles, the rebuild.

To give you a proper vibe check…

Years ago, after a devastating loss in my family,

we were all sitting there heavy, grieving.

And this man—with perfect timing—drew something on a napkin.

He looked at my aunt and said,

“Do you know what this is?”

We were all staring at it… completely lost.

Dead serious, he says:

“It’s an adadicktome.”

(Go ahead… say it out loud )

And just like that—

right in the middle of grief—

he gave us a reason to laugh.

That’s who he is.

The Donut & The Deep Stuff

Fast forward to today.

He’s on the table looking for the “donut” (headrest)…

which I didn’t have set up because I needed him on his back so I could work on his neck.

So we’re navigating that…

and then out of nowhere—he gets quiet.

Looks around the room.

And says:

“You’ve always fought for everything.

You rose above it all.

This new space… you earned this.

You never gave up.

And it’s beautiful in here.

That hit.

Because this isn’t someone who just sees me now—

this is someone who knew me then.

Before the growth.

Before the stability.

Before I figured out how to stand like this.

And hearing that?

After the chaos, the exhaustion, the running around…

that landed in a way I can’t even explain.


The Come Down (The Part No One Talks About)

And the day didn’t just stop there.

I had more clients after that emotional, funny, rollercoaster moment—

and I showed up for every single one of them.

Then I came home.

Took Evan and Parker out for a 1.5 mile walk.

Fresh air. Reset.

Then headed to Lifetime—because I totally needed that sauna.

But the self-care didn’t stop there…

I came home and went all in.

Himalayan salt bath.

Deep hair treatment for moisture.

Extra exfoliation on my whole body.

All the long-step moisturizer for my face, body, and hair.

The full version.

The “take your time and don’t rush it” version.

And while I was sitting there letting it all soak in,

I had this moment.

This quiet, unexpected realization:

This is what it feels like to not be constantly struggling and to actually appreciate yourself.

All of you.

Inside and out.

Not rushing.

Not forcing.

Not picking yourself apart.

Just taking care of yourself

because you want to,

because it feels good,

because you matter too.

Then I closed the night the same way I always do—

took Parker out for his bedtime walk…

and let the day settle.


The Moral of Today

You can go from exhaustion…

to laughter…

to validation…

to peace—

all in one day.

And maybe that’s the point.

Not perfection.

Not control.

Just moving through it all…

and still ending the night appreciating how far you’ve come.