Do you know what the worst part about raising kids is? The lack of communication.
Okay. It’s probably not the worst part (sleepless nights, lack of a social life, so much poop, and all that damn vomit), but I needed an opening line, so let’s run with it. Continue reading
On Friday, June 13, 2008, the Man and I learned that we lost our first child just before the end of the first trimester of life. Five years later, we are a family of five. We think of our never-born first still and always. For the baby that was and was not, the baby that came and went, the baby that lived and died. This message is for the little love we never got to hold but will never let go of… Continue reading
I know this is going to be controversial. I know it’s not a popular stance. I know I am going to tarnish my spotless image with what I am about to divulge here. I can’t keep it to myself anymore, though. The truth has to come out sometime, and it might as well be now. Dear reader… Continue reading
I need a genie. Not some greedy, little fool who will only grant me three wishes though. What kind of crap is that? You live in a bottle, and I let you out. Be grateful. Five wishes, buddy. One for each of us… Continue reading