Panic.

Hi! Been a few weeks, I know. I’ve been busy. Don’t judge me. Alot has happened. My position at work has shifted. My bestie moved into a new place. My kid went on a weekend trip. And, I went to IKEA. So, it’s a wonder you are getting a post at all. It’s shocking that…

How do you do it? Part 3: The Awakening.

Sitting back and thinking about it, I probably should have put this as the first part – buy hey. Here we are. You really want to know how I do it all? The big, huge, deep and dark secret? I don’t. I don’t do it all. It might seem like a lot to you, but…

My Son. The Moon. And the Stars.

Today is my son’s birthday. My oldest. My first. And today, he is no longer a teenager. Wow. I don’t know how that happened. It seems like just yesterday, he was playing in the floor, asking for a “Kit Kat Big Kat”. Loving on his momma. Always wanting to crawl up on my lap and…

Grief.

“If what I am experiencing is heartbreak, then grieving is inevitable.” – Brene’ Brown Yesterday was the 8th anniversary of Shaun’s death. Should we even call it an anniversary? I mean, Webster’s defines an anniversary as this: Definition of anniversary 1: the annual recurrence of a date marking a notable event a wedding anniversary broadly: a date that follows…

Feelings aren’t Facts.

*Disclaimer – this was written almost a month ago.  I just wasn’t sure if I wanted to post it or not.  But, today – I thought someone could benefit from it.* I hope this helps someone today. Too much to get into all the details – but today – I felt unappreciated.  It’s one of…

BREAKING NEWS!!!!! I am a crap magnet!

Now, I know that mommy just cringed when she read that title.  So first – Mommy, I apologize.  Publicly.  But – I am a poop magnet just didn’t seem to be much of an attention getter.  But this is important – so I feel that it’s important to catch some attention.  Over the past two…

The heart of my little boy.

I am the mom to a fourteen year old boy, and 10 year old girl, and a three year old little boy.  I love my children in many different ways.  My oldest was my first child, he grew up with me in a way.  My daughter came next, and she is like my little mini…