parenting

Dear nightmares…

Dear nightmares…… Tonight, you will not get me. I feel you, I see you creeping up from the shadows. You’ve been the forefront of my existence for too long now. Your content has been all to real…nothing short of a horror moving featuring my real life. Tonight, I won’t let the fear of you drink …

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1 a.m.

It’s 1 in the morning. To be honest, I wanted to go to sleep hours ago. That’s what the physical side conveyed. But the rest spoke something different. It’s 1a.m. and we’re just now beginning the difficult conversations. Life, death, babies, houses…. All of the fortunate and unfortunate possibilities of our very near futures. Big …

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“Good”

Today was “good”. I always put that word in quotation marks because really, what defines a good day? What makes it “good” for me might be completely unacceptable to someone else. I usually find that to be the case, that my “good” days are sort of like…“holy shit, that’s a low standard”. But today was…it …

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Not everybody will be happy that you’re pregnant

*****this post is in absolutely, literally in NO way, directed at the one person who I don’t feel this way about. You are the exception, you always have been.****** Amongst other things, December is a time for pregnancy announcements. I think I know of at least 5 this month already. Some on their first…but most …

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A guilt free, stress free Saturday

Today is the last weekend before Christmas. When our house will fill up and the chaos begins, once again. As much as I….feel…about Christmas…(yay, go joy..?) I’m also a bit dreading it. The constant noise and chaos and, well, you know. Every weekend for the past few months has been filled with trying to accomplish …

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When your arms can’t hold him, so your heart does instead.

My son, who turns 5 next month, has just about the biggest heart you’ll ever see. As he’s getting older, he’s starting to ask me questions that i just…don’t know how to answer. Today I’m sending out the box with all my birth sons Christmas presents. (Which, due to the mail delivering my stuff to …

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