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Come Talk to Me

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Hey!  Hey you there in the park, the mall, Target, the office, the waiting room, the drop-off line! Can you do me a favor?  When you see me out and about, come talk to me.  Let me know you see me and not just my rowdy babes.  As we stumble through whatever situation I find us in, give me a supportive nod…and then do a little more.  Come talk to me. Continue reading

Raising The Girl


I always wanted a daughter.  Always.  I wanted her to be my first born, so she could be my tiny helper as a girl and later my best friend as a lady.  I thought about this desire for a little lady every time my mother and I butted heads while I was growing up (also known as every single day of my childhood…and adulthood).  I swore I would be the best mother ever to my bundle of sugar and spice and everything nice because, after having been a girl for my entire life, I understood them.  I knew how to raise one right.  Appearance, self-esteem, materialism, friendship, education, gender roles, sex, drugs, rock and roll.  I had all the answers! I was a professional before ever having taken a swing.  Then, my eight pound six ounce piece of heaven landed on my chest, and I had to prove my parenting prowess. Continue reading

A Real Case of Fake Depression


You know what I’m talking about, ladies.  Those moods you get in when nothing’s actually wrong but everything feels out of sync.  Food, clothes, conversation seem out of line, and you can’t figure out why you’ve fallen out of favor with the universe.  You start to question all aspects of your life and how you got here.  Why are you feeling this way?  Is this all there is for you?  Could this be how the rest of your life will play out?  Before you know it, the questions are crippling your ability to have rational thoughts, and you’re spiraling into a full blown episode of fake depression. Continue reading

The Lady and her PPD

ladyppdWhile everyone is making lists of resolutions and preparing their excuses for why they didn’t follow through with trying to better themselves, I’m reminded of a time when our family made some big changes that had nothing to do with a new year but did result in a happier, healthier Lady.  Buckle up, folks.  Here’s the tale of my bumpy ride with postpartum depression.  Continue reading

Moments of Brilliance

At the end of the day, most of us take stock of what we’ve done well and what we could have done better.  It’s probably not that formal of a process, but think about where your mind wanders as you lay your head on your pillow.  Maybe you’re a lucky bastard, like the Man, and you switch off like a light.  If not, you probably go over the projects you finished, the errands you ran, the progress you made.  Then, you probably spend more time stressing over the chores left undone, the errands you didn’t run, and the progress you didn’t make.  Why?  Because people are judgmental…especially towards themselves. Continue reading