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Sarah Osmer, M.Ed., LPC-Supervisor

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04/02/2026

Follow along for more life lessons 🤣🤣

❤️

03/23/2026

On a few occasions this week I had a 😳 moment where I thought,
I’m supposed to talk to people for a living with this brain??

I have always been a yapper.
I love deep conversations.
I love connecting intentionally.
Tbh, I love it when the cashier at H-E-B starts telling me their life story.

But in this current chapter, accessing that part of me feels a little hazy.

I’m fortunate to have an incredible husband, badass friends, a profound therapist, and a lifelong self-reflection habit that helped me find these reframes for this season.

Sharing them here in case your brain feels a little foggy lately too.

Take what you need and leave the rest.

And stay tuned…
I think it might be time to join a volleyball league and see if I can integrate some parts of myself out on the court 👀🏐

02/25/2026

Help. I talk to a 4 week old all day and I might be losing my mind.

02/24/2026

I was going to write something profound.
Film content.
Start my day.

And then she peed all over the changing table.
So I gave her an impromptu bath.
And now she’s furious.

I didn’t shower.
Didn’t do my hair.
I’m in pajamas.
Messy bed.
Late for an appointment.

And I’m learning something.

Parenting isn’t about having it all together.

It’s about flexibility.
It’s about regulating your own nervous system.
It’s about staying grounded when everything falls apart.

Attachment isn’t built in calm moments.

It’s built right here.

02/19/2026

Good-enough attachment-based parenting sometimes means letting your daughter fuss for 45 seconds while you put on mascara.

As an anxious, messy perfectionist, it’s easy for me to forget that I am good enough. That storyline has been on repeat for… basically my whole life.

At first, I caught myself believing secure parenting meant never hearing your baby cry. But 3.5-week-olds get fussy. That’s not failure - that’s development.

Good-enough parenting knows the difference between brief fussing and actual distress.

You can brush your teeth. You can wash your face. You can put on mascara.

Two minutes of tending to yourself does not threaten attachment. It supports it.

02/05/2026

Still here
+1
(+a million thoughts and changes and fears and hopes and tears and growth opportunities)

I’m trying on existing in liminality.

My water broke two weeks early. And the next 84 hours were nothing like I had hoped and planned for my daughter’s grand debut.

I guess that’s on being a parent (flexibility).

For years, as a therapist, I’ve held space for both, and.

You can be content, and want more.

You can be scared, and do it anyway.

But nothing could have prepared me for the “both, and” of bringing life into this world.

I can cherish every contact nap, and not quite recognize myself.

I can delight at my daughter, and miss how competent I felt as a therapist.

I can sink into the deep rest that new motherhood calls for, and sit with the feeling of wanting to get back to “real life”.

So for this chapter, I am taking up my liminal space.

❤️‍🔥

09/10/2025

Unfortunately (for my free time, wallet, and dignity) I do love:
✅ Long voice notes
✅ New hobbies I’ll abandon in nearly instantly
✅ Stretchy pants as a lifestyle

Fortunately, I also love:
💌 Texts from clients
📚 Public libraries + pools
💗 Fierce compassion
🤰The tiniest baby flutters reminding me of pregnancy magic

Sometimes the messiest loves are the sweetest ones.

08/06/2025

Is this like a pneumonic for remembering all our clients’ details? Oh well, works for me 🙃

08/05/2025

Plot twist: Baby Girl arrives February 2026 and we couldn’t be more excited! 💞💗🥰

Highlights of the first trimester include an abundance of Mac and cheese, pants with an elastic waistband, and toast (not pictured).

06/17/2025

You’re not the only one who feels like they always care more.
Or who shuts down the moment things get close.
Or who says yes when they want to say no.

In group therapy, we so often discover the thing we thought made us too much or not enough is actually something many others are quietly navigating too.

This group isn’t about fixing yourself. It’s about noticing your patterns — and being met with care in them.

Heart of the Matter is a 4-session virtual group for adults in Texas who want to explore and begin shifting their relationship patterns in a supportive, therapist-led space. We use mindfulness, psychoeducation, and group reflection to help you bring more clarity and compassion to how you relate.

You can learn more or register at the link in bio!

06/14/2025

My heart is broken after this week. If you, like me, have been glued to the phone, tv, and podcasts (sometimes simultaneously), unable to look away from the tragedies taking place in our country - I am with you.

I was born and raised in San Antonio, a predominantly Hispanic city. My life was made richer by the way these cultures have shaped me. My family is Mexican. And so my heart is hurting.

I don’t have many insightful words here. But please know that I will always, always keep fighting this fight.

05/10/2025

I wish I had words to do my grief justice.
Maybe more than that, I wish I had words to do my growth justice.

Sixteen years ago, I lost my mom.
(My grief could get a driver’s license??)

What a life cycle it’s been.
In so many ways, my life is full and wonderfully complete.
And also… there’s a mama-sized hole that will always be there.
The love just grows messily around it.

Mother’s Day is always bittersweet for me.
This weekend I’ll be wearing my mom hat-
I’ll be at soccer games all weekend, cheering on my teenager.
That’s the sweet.

I wish I could ask her how she balanced everything.
I wish she could see me grow into this role as a mother.
That’s the bitter.

Someone once told me,
“A mother’s hug lasts long after she lets go.”
And I think they were right.

There’s a part of me that wants to wrap this post up in a bow.
To make my grief make sense.
To find the meaning and tie it all together into something tidy.
⠀
But maybe that’s not the point of grief.
Maybe the real work is learning how to make space for its messiness.
Its tenderness. Its unpredictability.
To stop rushing to fix it and just let it be.

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