“Am I on the schedule today?” I text the two men who own the housekeeping business I’ve used for the last 2 years. “Yup,” one texts back. “Excellent! The girls have a half day so EVERYONE will be around,” I respond. I am also watching our neighbors daughter until she’s done with work. 3 girls,… Continue reading Lucky.
Scanxiety
I hate scans. Tests. Waiting for answers and diagnoses and results. All the stories I have about waiting cram into my thoughts like jockeys trying to be the first to be told. Numerous pregnancy tests when we were trying to get pregnant with our first baby. The excitement of trying and hopes & dreams of… Continue reading Scanxiety
Labeling “Crazy”
I haven't been diagnosed with ADHD. But watching my daughter, who has, I would put money on my having it too. Her 8-year-old activity level mirrors my own memories of being eight. But I've learned to (mostly) manage mine because I wasn't diagnosed with it as a kid. I was a girl in the '90s… Continue reading Labeling “Crazy”
Dear 6th Grade Me…
Dear sixth grade me, I'm an adult, so I know you don't want to listen to me, But I have some things to tell you, and I want you to know them. They won't change your future but they'll help keep you going. 1- The world is a better place with you in it. Don't… Continue reading Dear 6th Grade Me…
“Move somewhere!”
The dog was in my space. Again. It’s not unusual. It’s not even unexpected. But I have a space on the couch, my perfect nesting space to settle in and watch TV and work on my current-yarn project. And Riker was in it. Never Orion, he likes the other end. The girls and I always… Continue reading “Move somewhere!”
The weight of the burden
It had the greatest of hopes, my 4th of July plans. Surprise the kids with a movie (The Little Mermaid! So good!). Get the kids fast food for dinner since the place I wanted to go to was closed. Small dinner, after sharing 2 giant popcorns. Then I thought “hey, let’s go to the playground… Continue reading The weight of the burden
Clench
It would feel like another foggy morning in CNY if it didn’t smell like a zombie apocalypse outside. Due to MASSIVE wildfire burning in Quebec and high winds the NY and the northeast are getting all the wildfire smoke. And I’m mostly okay when I stay in the house with the dogs and comment on… Continue reading Clench
PTSD
It’s all fine. Everything is fine. I’m fine. Until one of the girls is sick and has to stay home and I’m running through mental “should I take her to the doctor or will this just bowl over?” It’s all fine. Everything is fine. I’m fine. Until my back screams in pain when I wake… Continue reading PTSD
Crisis of Faith
I was raised Catholic. Irish Catholic to be more specific, generations of big families and lots of religion. I went to church camps, took part in youth groups (shoutout to my fellow Parable Players!), First Communion, Confirmation, the whole gambit. In college I realized I was bisexual. Gay people weren’t allowed in the Catholic Church.… Continue reading Crisis of Faith
Valentines
“What did you an Bob do for Valentine’s Day?” my friend asked as we sat on opposite sides of her couch facing each other. I shook my head. “Not a lot… we would make dinner- correction, he would make dinner, and he’d always find me purple tulips.” I smiled. I never knew how he found… Continue reading Valentines
Solo Mom of Tiny & Loud Dragons 