In retrospect, my devotion was probably not appreciated and at times toed the line of downright terrifying. Rats, for example, probably do not enjoy bike rides or bubble baths.
Preface: The Menagerie of Creatures
Asbestos, Tampons, and Intensity: A Mother’s Daily Journey
It's always hard to jump back into blogging after a busy spell because there's so much I want to write, I don't know where to start. So I'm just going to go for it and summarize all of the things in a sort of update style listicle of all the things that are making me…
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Found This Terrifying Painting for my Guest Room.
The other day a rare thing happened, and I got an hour to myself to hang out with one of my very good friends. We got coffee and chatted about his daughter getting married, my vampire novel in the works and how it might have an offensive amount of my real life in it, and the difficulty…
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I’m Not Sorry My Toddler Acts Like a Toddler, Thank You Very Much
This isn't a real post, more of a passing observation. I've noticed over the past year that I'm doing that thing that many first time parents do: Expecting way too much from my two year old. As the oldest of ninety-thousand kids, I absolutely hated this growing up. At five I was practically expected to…
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A Beginner’s Guide to Mental Health and Healing: What I’ve Learned After Five Years in Therapy (And How It Might Help You)
Before I found a therapist I liked and could trust, I didn't know much about mental health aside from what I'd learned in AP Psychology in high school (which was taught from an outdated nineteen-eighties textbook that had pictures that currently brings to mind murder documentaries. It essentially demonized anyone with an atypical brain or life experience and loved using language like "chemical imbalance" which is no longer a thing professionals use. I also learned a lot about mental health from movies that usually did a terrible job accurately portraying what it's like to struggle with things like anxiety or depression. I knew next to nothing about self-care, trauma, or the symptoms of things that I actually lived with every day.
The Demon Jay From The Pits of Hell
I was recently traumatized by a demon death bird from hell and because I hate to sit with these horrors alone, I thought I'd share with you. Like a form of bloggy Trauma Bonding. My son and I were in the backyard the other day raking an area that had become overgrown with weeds so…
This Was So Embarrassing, Y’all.
And then suddenly something snapped in his baby brain and he turned and charged a pod of tots like a bowling ball headed for the pins...toddlers were airborne and flying.
The Competitive Underworld of Preschool Admissions
Eighties parents were like, "Okay kids, you're going to stay with this lady named, er, Barbara, I think? Anyhow, be back later. Don't be a cry baby, Jesus christ, she's not scary, some ladies just like to hold a flaming torch to match their HORNS FROM SATAN."
The Gleeful Daredevil and Unbearable Mom Guilt: Raising a Super Active and Intense Toddler
My two year old is intense. He's almost always smiling and happy and he shows happiness with cackling laughter, leaps, hops, cheerleader level clapping, and squeals of glee between shouts of "this is amazing!"
Jesus Christ, Nancy: Parenting and Trolls
When I found out I was pregnant, I panicked and ran out to buy a billion books on parenting and pregnancy. I'm a reader. A nerd who researches everything. Mostly because I realized a long time ago that I mostly lack common sense and need ideas on how to function as a basic adult in…
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