Preschool Blues
Dropping my eldest off at his first day of preschool was surprisingly traumatic for me. I didn’t know a person could cry that uncontrollably over an event that didn’t involve someone dying. Leading up to this dreaded day, I was more preoccupied with making sure he was prepared than to worry about myself. After I walked…
We’re All Going to Have Fun, Damn It! Whether You Like It or Not!
Without including various expletives, the title is as accurate as my attitude was today. Countless times, I plan for family fun outings envisioning this magical experience filled with laughs, smiles and so much happiness it hurts. Oh, it hurts all right, but not in a warm fuzzy feeling kind of way. Time and time again,…
My Toddler’s Nocturnal Nonsense
Waking up in the middle of the night used to be business as usual. Most often the cause was related to my pregnancy woes. Sometimes it would be from a noise or my husband selfishly encroaching on my side of the bed and hogging the blankets. Recently, a new culprit has emerged catching me completely…
