11 things

The other day, in this post, I promised that I would blog more. Some of the blog posts will be long and serious, Some will be short, little vignettes. And some will be totally random. Welcome to totally random. This post is being brought to you by the fact that over the past few days I ...

Under my skin.

This is a subject that I never thought that I would broach on here. Six years ago, when I started this site, I never thought that I would be write this post because I never thought that it would apply to me. I never thought that I would get a tattoo. My thoughts about tattoos were actually pretty ...

Something new, and I think that it could be amazing.

Last night, as I hurried to take the kids for flu shots, get ready for band practice, and get dinner on the table, I posted a status on my personal Facebook page, and wrote a similar post for my local community's parent group, Main Line Parent Community. You may recognize the "Main Line Parent" name, ...

30.5

There are a lot of awesome things about having a blog; I am not even going to attempt to list these things, as they are just so varied in size and quality and range from mood-enhancing to truly life-changing. BUT, I can tell you that when it comes to something like a Half Birthday, a having blog ...

Happy Anniversary, sweet city.

This post is so hard to write. I know that I have some experience in writing hard posts, but this is a different kind of hard. Because although I have endured pain in the past year, there is unique, exquisite ache that comes with nostalgia, which is really the heart of this post. Nostalgia is defined as ...

Four.

Dear Daughter, Today you turn four years old. Everyone around me seems to be saying, "Can you believe she is four? It seems she was just born." And in some ways I agree. It's strange to think that I am the parent of a four year old. That sounds grown up to me. But I cherish the fact ...

“with glasses.”

originally published on Little Four Eyes Something happened, recently; In fact, many somethings: My baby daughter became a kid; She started to go to school; She got recognized for her glasses. Back in the early days, when her diagnoses and spectacles were so new, my greatest fear was that she’d be judged. I worried that she would be ridiculed and prayed that she ...