Panic attacks. A demon in their own right. A painful knot in my stomach. Nausea. Heart racing. My chest. I cannot take a deep breath in. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. It is so tight. I can't breathe. Overwhelmed. I don't know what to do. My kids ask a question, "WHAT?" I snap. Everything…
Continue reading ➞ Love Will Voices: My Story
"There are some things people don't deserve to know about you." Said with love from my honey and rolling around in my brain for months. I have debated discussing this topic. It's been written in my head a dozen times. I have jotted down the gist on multiple occasions. Each time, I have scratched it…
Continue reading ➞ Idle of Despair
My dearest #3, In just a few short days you will be turning five. This year, your birthday is hitting me hard. Harder than any other birthday, any other year. I am not sure why. I don't know where your infant or toddler years went. I remember telling myself to be present with your tiny…
Continue reading ➞ Another {real} Love Letter
When you have kids things tend to break. Shocking, I know. Our furniture is outdated and overused, but I cannot bring myself to replace it at this juncture in life. I am one hundred and twenty percent sure that one of our five munchkins will mark up anything new with sharpies, scissors or glittery glue.…
Continue reading ➞ Light It Up
It doesn't take much for me to get excited. It is about as easy as getting water out of a fountain. A water fountain, that is. "Is there another kind of fountain?" you ask. Um, yes... chocolate. Chocolate fountain. It is delicious and my mind always goes to chocolate. But, I digress. Back to excitement.…
Continue reading ➞ Status: Stalker
There have been quite a few changes to baby items since I had my first nearly a decade ago. During that time, several gimmicks have hit the market. I have been conned into believing I needed some of the most overrated items. So, what is a seasoned momma to do when she realizes she has…
Continue reading ➞ Baby Registry Rip-offs
Dear Mr. President, I like to think of myself as an understanding and compassionate individual. I try to be fair when looking at a controversial situation; I truly want to see the other side. To have an understanding of what has prompted a given response. But, you sir, are making it extremely difficult to extend…
Continue reading ➞ Damn it, Donald
The Woven Moon and myself have decided to expand upon the #stophate campaign and prove #kindnessmatters! So, let me bring y'all up to speed on what we have been working so diligently and excitedly on! #kindnessmatters T-shirts for kids! What color t-shirts will be available? Light gray with black lettering Black with white lettering…
Continue reading ➞ #kindnessmatters Announcement!
#stophate has been weighing heavy on my heart. For a lot of years. But, more so recently. I have never been sure what I could personally do. I thought, "Let's open the dialogue." So, I started blogging about it. I realized that while communication is oh-so important, writing about #stophate just has not felt like…
Continue reading ➞ #stophate Announcement!
Damn it, y'all {and no, I am not southern, but the twang has a certain ring to a writer} this political biz-niss is making it real hard for a midwest blogger to keep quiet. Donald Trump. Woah, who just got angry from reading that first line? But, if we are going to be fair, which…
Continue reading ➞ Oops, I Did It Again
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