He’s 51 weeks old. That means that next week, in 7 days…he turns one. And that’s a day I have been dreading for weeks now. More than likely, he’s my last. Our last baby, our last first birthday…and I hate it all so much. I’ve put off planning a party. Buying decorations. Coming up with […]
This morning, we’re off bright and early to drive to Dallas. Let me be real blunt here. I freaking HATE driving to Dallas. I’m like…89% sure I’m going to crash and die every single time. It isn’t my favorite. Today, I’ll have 2/3 kids with me. Christian, my 6 year old, has his cardiac “heart
In for a loooooong day. Read More »
This morning was a rough one. A really, really rough one. Again. And I’m not going lie, it’s starting to feel like I’m losing the war. I am tired. Literally. Physically, emotionally, mentally…I’m just so done. I can’t keep waking up at 4am. I can’t keep having these same battles, day after day. For a
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Today was a fucked up day. And sometimes, there’s simply no other way to put it than that. It was not a good weekend…and I anticipated it to be as such. However, I did NOT anticipate it to be the actual absolute shit storm that it was. But sometimes, special needs parenting be like that.
A bad day isn’t an excuse for a bad night. Read More »
Well holy shit did this morning not quite get off to the best start. The kids woke up at 4am despite being extremely sleep deprived from their 2am wake up yesterday. Yes, I did say 2am. They are also both currently sick with a cold right now, so now I have 2 sick, sleep deprived
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Even now, in the “best I’ve felt in years”, coming off a high of 2 vacations back to back, I’m struggling. Even now, after a day that wasn’t all bad. A day that had its moments of hope and promise…I’m struggling. Struggling means a lot of different things for me. Sometimes, it means the most
Even now…I’m struggling. Read More »
I had an entire post that I wrote this morning, ready to publish. But, then, as it always does, life happened. Lately, it feels like things are constantly going wrong. I’m managing one crisis after the next, and I just don’t have the wherewithal to deal with it anymore. I’m tapped out in absolutely every
Life, could you please slow down? Read More »
Sometimes, the best way to start a post, or writing in general, is simply by starting. I’ve thought about different ways to start writing today, and all that’s done is make me not want to write. So, here I am. Starting. Therapy last night went well. It felt productive and helpful and like we covered
2 hours a week of safety Read More »
Everything can be going fine. Standard. Just a normal night. A regular, quiet night, after a typically long day. But it only takes one thing. One moment for things to change. To go from a decent, even good mood…to a horrible one. Bad things happen. For some of us, more often than others it seems.
It only takes a second. Read More »
Getting my children to understand the idea that no means no is a bit like trying to teach a jellyfish how to dance. It’s just…it’s not going to happen. No matter how many times I tell them that “no means no, and my answer isn’t going to change no matter how many times you ask”….the
