I know I’ve mentioned before that the internet helped me through my PPD/A. Within days of logging on Twitter for the first time, I found the #PPDChat and from there I found more and more women like me. Women who were suffering or had suffered and survived and lived to tell the tale. One of…
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Emma, 8 months
And just like that, Emma is 8 months old. All week long, I’ve been counting the days, mentally reminding myself that Sunday was the day for pictures. She needed a onesie on Sunday. Sunday, Sunday, Sunday. Well, today is/was Sunday. And I forgot until about 10 minutes until bath time that today was the 8…
Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree!
I think my favorite part of my house in December is the Christmas tree. And no, artificial trees just aren’t the same to me. We’re firmly Team Real when it comes to our arboreal decor. It’s a tree full of memories and love and it makes me happy to look at. If I could keep…
Cruisin’ for a bruisin’
So no one told me that second children are INSANE. Particularly girl second children who must be into and know about absolutely everything at all times lest their tiny baby worlds spin off their respective axes and we just can’t have that happen, now can we? I am unhappy with this lack of being told…
Are you there, Internet? It’s me.
I’m on day 4 of AT&T being a bag of screwballs with our home Internet connection with their official word being that our service should be restored tomorrow night following their “unplanned” outage. Unhappy, thy name is Miranda. And that’s putting it mildly. You’d think that not having Internet access at home would make me…productive?…