A few short years back, I was being wooed by a sweet woman with a pixie cut who loved to run. She wasn’t trying to hook up with me, but instead with my dad. She called me several times every day, listened to me cry about my own problems, bought me a computer, sent me…
Depression
How This is Going to Go Down
I have been suffering from paralyzing anxiety over perfection. Before we left for North Carolina when Kyle’s grandma died, we had an enormous argument about the state of the household. Or rather…the disorganization of the household and my lackluster performance as a housewife. At the time I was blogging daily, socializing my children, teaching my…
I Don’t Know Where I’m Going, Only God Knows Where I’ve Been
I still love you ALL. I really do. I miss my little bundle of faithful readers and I hope that I haven’t completely lost you all in the course of the last month. Following my post about my grandmother’s bout with Alzheimer’s Disease, I got news that my dad’s dad was not doing so well….
Dancing with PPD
I’ve tip-toed dangerously close to the edge of the depression pool for years, dipping my toes in from time to time. I somehow managed to never fall in, despite having risk factors such as family history, family dysfunction, family history of alcoholism, being a woman, and self-esteem issues. I always wore emotional make-up to hide…
They Hate me Because I Wear Make-Up
It’s true. They seriously hate me because I wear make-up. I’m not talking about the shellac on your face, eyeliner, rouge, and mascara kind of make-up. No, I’m talking about the emotional make-up that has almost always made me up. I was one of the teenagers you hear about who has the perfect life, or…
A Quickie
I was put on “Pelvic Rest” for this pregnancy about 6 weeks ago. For those of you who don’t know what pelvic rest means, it means no fun after dark. No playing “hide the salami”, no dancing the horizontal mambo, no mid-afternoon “naps”, no more practicing for more babies (so what I’m already pregnant?), you…
I Want my Body Back! (whatever that means)
It all happened way too quickly. I was not pregnant and not looking to get pregnant one minute and the next minute I was most definitely pregnant. Two pink lines and BAM. My body began to change. I went from being the head chairwoman of the “Itty Bitty Titty Committee” to Pamela Anderson Lee’s chest…
Three-Cent Thursday: 2 (19) kids and counting…(?)
Please tell me you’ve heard of the Duggar family? I first heard about them when I accidentally ran across their TLC TV show “18 Kids and Counting”. They have since added another child to the mix making their show, “19 Kids and Counting”. And counting? Seriously? Their last child, Josie was born seriously premature and…