I Only Know 17 Things: What I’ve Learned about Abuse

This is not a narrative I feel comfortable owning. My life, our four-family, this home is so filled with awesome. I need to be clear that my own four-family is not connected to this advice. We are all safe and loved. Ridiculously adored, and over-loved in an effort to avoid multiple generations of this level… Continue reading I Only Know 17 Things: What I’ve Learned about Abuse

It’s Celiac Awareness Month and Awareness is a Journey #beyondceliac

It’s insane to think we are almost 2 years from Oo’s diagnosis of Celiac Disease (CD). (June 22, 2017 marks 2 years.) It’s also pretty magical to watch her grow and thrive when there was several scary months that growing and thriving wasn’t happening in her short life. Awareness for Awareness 1. CD is not… Continue reading It’s Celiac Awareness Month and Awareness is a Journey #beyondceliac

They are feral. I’m so sorry teachers.

Work your magic, magic makers. My girlinas are pretty feral at this point. O didn't want dinner, and Oo thought a bath was a preposterous idea. We did feed and bath them after much debate. They have watched too many shows. They have played outside for hours. We accomplished zero reading goals. Bedtime is around… Continue reading They are feral. I’m so sorry teachers.

Put on Your Own Oxygen Mask… Or Whatever They Call It.

I am looking backwards on a fairly insane 20ish months that I have survived (and even thrived in at times). In the last ten months, I finished grad school, started a new job with a steep learning curve, added a commute, sent the baby to school, survived MRSA, and I have had mountains of personal… Continue reading Put on Your Own Oxygen Mask… Or Whatever They Call It.

I have been thinking a lot about finding the joy…. 

This space is under construction. I apologize for the current wonky layout, and coding I haven't learned yet, but it is my messy space, so join it during the transition. It is messy, because once again I found myself here wanting to write about this beautiful insanity I get to love everyday. I wake up… Continue reading I have been thinking a lot about finding the joy….