“Mom, why are all the flags half mast today?” This question from my nine year old son two days after our nation’s most recent school shooting in Parkland, FL. I told him simply and without much detail that there had been another school shooting and that 17 people had been killed. “Another one?” he asked. …
So many parents struggle in silence about behavioral issues with their children. We put our best virtual foot forward on Facebook. We pretend that we aren’t struggling at playdates. We present ourselves as though there is nothing wrong because we’re fearful that we’ll be blamed for the struggles our child faces . But in reality, we pray …
They tell you not to announce a pregnancy too soon. Who “they” is, I don’t know. I just know the ill-explained societal rule that you don’t publicly announce until around 12 weeks. But when I got the positive pregnancy test, I couldn’t help but tell a handful of close friends… my virtual momma tribe. Because I couldn’t contain my …
I’m sitting here… in a quiet house. Staring at the Christmas tree glowing in the dark living room. December always seems like the hardest month to get through. It’s a tough time of year when loved ones who aren’t with us, either spiritually or physically, are missed. Our family has dealt with both… The absence …
It’s the holidays, which means lots of get-togethers with family, friends, and coworkers. As both a child and a parent, I always loathe these for one single reason…. all the people that feel entitled to hug and kiss on my children. I remember those awkward hugs and wet kisses being forced upon my cheeks as a child. …
Motherhood is isolating. Amidst the laughter, toothless smiles, and sticky, sweet fingers, there is a loneliness that pervades and snatches a bit of the sunshine. So often a thankless job, we get paid in boogery kisses, paint smeared on papers, and meals devoured for their yumminess. The creation of motherhood is trying. Opening our hearts for …
This is a day that I both look forward to and dread at the same time. It gets harder every year. Today is the day I married my love. It’s also the day my Gigi went to Heaven. So today, I just enjoy my life with him that was made possible by her.
This post was written as a contribution to the Perfectly Imperfect: Parenting with Mental Illness Blog Carnival. The participating bloggers are sharing their experiences, thoughts, and opinions on how living with mental illness affects their daily lives and parenting practices. My name is Andie. And I’m bipolar and chronically depressed, with borderline personality disorder and …
This post was inspired by a recent comment from a fellow mom on Facebook that I was not meant to see, but did. Ever had a tiff, a beef, or a disagreement with a fellow mom? Yeah… I’ve been there, done that. Nothing is worse than feeling as though your parenting views are challenged or …
i have to apologize for my lack of posts lately. i sit down with the pictures to write a post and just go blank. stare-at-the-screen-mind-numbing-blank. i’ve got to tell you a little secret: i’m depressed.it’s frightening and liberating to write those words. i can’t write about the things that i’m supposed …
