Oh, hello! You’re back for the MHMRWNSJM? Yay! Thank you! Today’s post comes from Yael Saar of the blog PPD to Joy. This post, in the words of the one and only, dearest Kim, rocks mah socks. I can’t lie. I had a revelation when I read it in my inbox. I hadn’t even gotten…
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My So-Called {Medicated} Life
How many times has this girl guest posted here for me? About a million. Or five. Or every time I’ve ever asked for guest bloggers. She’s the long lost twin sister I never had. Please welcome Katie from Sluiter Nation to the MHMRWNSJM! (I *SO* said I was going to use that. You didn’t believe…
Rally, y’all.
Rally v. 1. To call together for a common purpose; assemble: rally troops at a parade ground. 2. To reassemble and restore to order: rally scattered forces. 3. To rouse or revive from inactivity or decline: paused to refresh themselves and rally their strength. n.pl.ral·lies 1. A gathering, especially one intended to inspire enthusiasm for…
For my mother
I wouldn’t be a mother without my mother. Obviously. I wouldn’t know what it means to BE a mother without MY mother. Without her example, I wouldn’t know that sometimes we have to do whatever job we can to feed our children. I’m thankful to have a job I love (most of the time) when…
This one’s for you. And you, too.
Mother’s Day is always difficult for me to write about here* because I know the pain of those mothers who’ve wanted, wished, waited, hoped, and prayed for babies in their wombs. My PCOS diagnosis came about two weeks before Mother’s Day in 2008. That Mother’s Day was shocking to me. The thought that this might…