On any given day lately, I feel like I have a laundry list of about 103930 things on the verge of driving me completely insane. Like, one day I think I’m going to have PTSD from parenthood. One day things are going to be smooth sailing (probably not until they go to college) and I…
Motherhood
The “Diagnosis”
Several of you asked for information about Joshua’s visit with the occupational therapist, specifically his diagnosis. Here’s the thing: We don’t have one. When I spoke to his pediatrician and asked her about the evaluation process, she informed me that the American Academy of Pediatrics has removed Sensory Processing Disorder from its diagnostics, which meant…
The Mama Heart Doesn’t Lie
I’ve been trying to write this post all day and this is one of those things where the words aren’t coming out pretty at all. They’re just sort of spilling out of my fingers as fast as my brain can think them. Seven months ago I poured my heart out about Joshua. Doctors and well-meaning…
Brown Eyed Girl
Yesterday I asked Joshua what he wanted to do after his nap. “I think we needa hang up Sister’s swing and push her.” Well, okay then, kid. We can do that. So we did. Thankfully, the weather cooperated and yesterday was another beautiful day. A little chilly when the wind blew, but warm when the…
Starting Over
This is no time for catchy titles, guys. Basically, I’m about 30 seconds from a wine-fueled whine where I talk about what a bad mother I was today and y’all feel compelled to 1) be nice and tell me I wasn’t a bad mother, 2) yell at me for being a bad mother, or 3)…