I'm the oldest of 16 cousins on my mom's side. Good ol' Irish Catholic family. My mom is the youngest of 5 and my dad is the oldest of 4. On my dad's side there's a 15 year gap between me and my next cousins, and a 20-ish year gap between me and the next… Continue reading The Next Generation
Month: June 2019
Second hands
I haven't used my phone to write this blog, I like the feeling of sitting in front of a computer and typing it out. Nerd that I am, I've always loved using laptop keyboard, especially the flat ones. I just love keyboards in general. I remember when I was a teen I would steal my… Continue reading Second hands
Home sick
Thursday I was home with a sick Paige. When I got her out of her crib that morning she had thrown up in the night at some point, so she got a morning shower. (and shower night was the night before! Of course). I took her to daycare, thinking maybe it was something she ate,… Continue reading Home sick
Sick baby = sleeping baby
Sick kids are no joke. Working and managing sick kids is also no joke. And so another part of my single momhood begins. I don't remember the last time I was home with a sick kid, it always ended up being Bob. (We were also very lucky in the last year that they didn't get… Continue reading Sick baby = sleeping baby
Routine Maintenance
Routines are sacred to parents. It's like the essential Christmas tradition you just have to do every year, but it's every day and night. And routines change. Suddenly your little one takes one nap a day, or no longer naps at home (be strong!). Or maybe you have events in your older child's life that… Continue reading Routine Maintenance
The week of hell in words
I wasn't going to write today, and then I was going to write today, and then I wasn't going to write today.... such is the story of my day. Today is the "anniversary" of when Bob was hospitalized last year. He went to his primary for a follow-up from an ER visit the previous week.… Continue reading The week of hell in words
Other people and their pain
Everyone manages grief differently. Sometimes people don't want to go to a funeral, or they want to have a party after a funeral. (I say "party" because I'm Irish and I can't think of another word for what happens after... by my family has a party whenever we're together.) Some people want to talk about… Continue reading Other people and their pain
The podcast that spoke to me
When I'm at work and not on the phone I've started to listen to podcasts. I have some that I listen to a lot, like the podcast of the Daily Show with Trevor Noah or Throughline from NPR (a history podcast on NPR, woohoo!). There's Pod Save America, which is pretty popular. I found one… Continue reading The podcast that spoke to me
Phishers & Beds
I might mention this a lot, but... damn I'm tired. Like I actually look tired today. You know those days when you look like you woke up early (which I did) and no amount of coffee will put some pep in your step? That was today. I did get a ton of shit done though,… Continue reading Phishers & Beds
The Strong One
When Bob was first in the hospital, way back almost a year ago now, I didn't know who to call. I didn't have a "crisis network" in place, we weren't good friends with our neighbors yet, and I was reeling from the information that my husband not only most likely had pancreatitis, but also stage… Continue reading The Strong One