As parents, and especially as mothers, we will walk through fire for our children to make sure they meet milestones and get whatever help they may need, however, once we hear the words that our children may need therapy, our hearts sink. You freeze. You start to wonder, “What you did wrong?” Continue reading →
I found out this morning, at 8:00 a.m., that I would be feeding a crowd tonight. Luckily, I keep my pantry pretty well stocked, but even if you aren’t stocked, the ingredients for this meal shouldn’t have you digging in the couch cushions for loose change. This meal also makes amazing left overs that reheat like a dream. Continue reading →
Preparing for the holidays can be a daunting task. Especially, when you grinding the hell out of some coffee, sporting the latest bedhead hairstyles, you can barely grab a shower, and the time in between toting your precious cargo around helping the rug rats with their homework, while attempting to get household chores complete, is nearly a joke Continue reading →
Let me start by saying, chemotherapy sucks, plain and simple. Besides hopefully saving a cancer patient’s life, Chemotherapy might also deplete quality of life. Treatments afford a person many sacrifices and compromises. Time is precious and valuable. We are all racing against the clock, as we are all terminal. Chemotherapy is both against the clock and for the clock... Continue reading →
Why Moms should celebrate “Back to School Day”?
"I get it now!
After dedicating seventy-three days straight and a few hours to my little bundles of joy, I could FINALLY understand why. I will let my shameful group text serve as proof." Continue reading →
As a parent, we have wishes and dreams for our children, probably tons of them. Have you ever considered how to instill those thoughts, dreams, and ideas into your child’s character? This is something... Continue reading →
Being a mom is a hard job. Being a mom to a toddler who is also a total sass-hole is even worse. If your kid is anything like mine, then there are daily meltdowns over absolutely nothing. I have decided to keep a record of some of the reasons why my four year old has meltdowns... Continue reading →
The pills were laid out. Four different prescriptions, over fifty pills to consume. I had hit my limit with the growing darkness in my mind. The voices were too loud to ignore, and I followed their guide. I wasn’t afraid to die, I was scared to keep living. Continue reading →