Last week I got an email from Nichole at In These Small Moments (seriously? how good is that About Me page, people??) asking me to guest post in her Small Moment Mondays series. I was giddy. I did not know that Nichole reads this blog! So to find out that she reads AND wanted to…
childhood
Soda and cigarettes.
The older girls came to stay with us sometimes Pops’. There were two of them and two of us. Two perfect pairs. The little store up the street from Pops’ house sold blue cream sodas. And cigarettes to minors. And the older girls smoked because they thought it made them cooler. Even older. More mature….
Grieving the loss
I’ve spent many of the past 24 hours or so grieving. And I didn’t realize that’s what I was doing until someone on Twitter pointed it out to me. But yeah, this shoe thing? Is a grieving thing. I lost a year’s worth of memories to the blur of PPD and adjusting to my new…
Mama Meltdown. Party of one.
I had a meltdown this afternoon. It’s true. (That I would have a slightly irrational meltdown should come as a shock to absolutely no one.) You see, I am hormonal. This PCOS bullshish is getting the best of me. As such? I am tired. And tear-y. Often. Like today. Before I tell this story, let…
I’m officially part of Sluiter Nation. Boom.
I wanted to call this guest post series How Kate Got Her Groove Back but my SpideyEnglish-Teacher-senses tell me that’s maybe plagiarism. Or something. And by “or something” I mean “totally not what Kate wanted to call the series but would’ve if she’d asked me.” (Also? I do not think I actually have that kind…