When I think of the newborn days of each of my daughters, I think of fire and ice. The fire is my first daughter, born leap day 2020 at the very beginning of the Covid Pandemic. My emotions were enormous and white hot – the ferocious, all-consuming love of being a mom to my new baby girl, the white-hot anxiety of being a first-time mom with no real idea of what I was doing, and the bright terror of having a newborn during a never-before-seen pandemic in which I was high-risk from asthma and planning on going back on immunosuppressants…
Author: Sam Gorlewski
Sam Gorlewski
Sam Gorlewski is an Operations Manager from the Chicago suburbs where she lives with her husband and their two young daughters. She was diagnosed with psoriatic arthritis in 2015 and is passionate about living a full, happy life while prioritizing her health.
I LOVE to host parties. Especially in the winter, when there are so many opportunities to gather with friends and family out of the cold and around a table full of warm dishes and good conversation. I have fond memories from childhood about all the winter holiday parties my mom would host, and I learned to cook by helping her with party prep every year. Once I had my own home and family, I felt ready to step into my own host shoes. What I didn’t plan on was those host shoes needed to be cushy, supportive orthopedic shoes because I…