Oven Lovin’.

My son, while being absolutely delicious and adorable, is a completely different species than my daughter. I think it is called "boy". He has eaten a candle. He makes messes. But today my dear boy outdid himself. Let me just say that in 4.75 years my daughter has never, not even once, tried to open our oven. Our son, however, at 15 ...

A Musical Morning.

This morning, after a full week of feeling sick and sleeping in, I got up with the kids. Except, I wasn't quite ready to get up, nor was I feeling my best, so I decided that while we were "up" we could snuggle on the couch watching music videos for a good hour before starting our ...

Jo (M)alone

My son has started this pattern of carrying some strange things around the house with him. Today, his favorites have been my toothbrush, a potholder, "his" iPhone (an old, out of service phone we use as a sound machine), a bag of quinoa and my bottle of Jo Malone "Honeysuckle and Jasmine Cologne". I think that this is supposed ...

Living. A whole year later.

I realized, earlier today, that it has been about a year since I returned from my wriatus and began blogging again on this site with my "Hard Story", before I knew to call it that; before I even know what "it" was. For some reason I had thought that my first post back was my ...

Guilt.

I have to admit something to you. I have tremendous guilt; I would describe this feeling of guilt a a combination of pressure that I put on myself and a feeling of failure. I have a lot going on in my personal life. I am helping to build a most awesome community. I am trying desperately to find ...

To shake or not to shake.

My apologies for having been so quiet this weekend; Since Friday I have been walloped by a massive case of vertigo. I have had dizziness before, but holy moly, this is something else. I woke up on Friday morning and everything was spinning (or I was spinning, or both) and it has been relentless. In any case, this ...

Parenthood.

Today did not go as I had planned. I woke up, early, to the sound of my son crying at his normal time and was immediately hit with extreme vertigo. I was so dizzy that I could not move or walk. I got back into bed and went back to sleep. My husband took care of the morning ...

Help, Healing and Hope.

It is because of this group that I am now hiding under my comforter, 30 minutes before my alarm is set to go off (that is if my human alarm does not wake first), with the courage to write about today. My experience in September changed my life--my entire being--in many ways, both tangible and intangible, ...

AWESOME.

Do you know the expression "pour your heart out"? Well, that is what I wish I could do, but not just in the idom-way that implies the sharing of your deepest secrets and fears; I also am someone who tries not to say the word "literally" when I don't actually mean something literally (eg. I don't ...