I always visibly roll my eyes when people whine that their 11 month old is turning one. “It’s going by too fast!”, they weep on Facebook, causing me to inadvertently look like a sullen teenager again as I read it. I’ve never -ever- understood it. Mostly, this is for the very personal and obvious reasons–…
Many of you have followed my little blog as I have mentally processed having a child that is a little “different”. I have run the gamete of human emotions sitting in front of this very keyboard clickity clacking away– sometimes with tears in my eyes and a heavy heart in my chest. But now, now…
Thwack! “Ouch!” Tiny voice, “I sowee!” Thwack! “OW!” “I sowee, mamma.” *Giggle* Thwack! “Let me guess…you’re sorry, buddy?” “Yes. I sowee.” Now…how to explain to child that has difficulties with abstract concepts the idea of ‘intent’? On the plus side, I think we are already good with ‘consequences’ or else he wouldn’t apologize every time…
One of the sheer joys that come with the territory of being a mommy blogger is sharing the unbelievably silly reasons that my nearly-four-year-old cries on a daily basis. They are utterly irrational, borderline ridiculous, mostly absurd -but most of all- thoroughly hilarious! Seriously, I cannot get enough of it. Also, it’s either find a…
I haven’t always known why I made some of the choices that I did. I certainly won’t be that person that lies and says that they have no regrets in this life… Because believe you me, that would be the lie of the century. And even though I like to think that I am a…
I hate fighting with my husband. And by fight, I mean bicker until someone finally wanders out of the room because it won’t end nicely. The reason that I hate it, is because I simply can’t win. Ever. He is simply better at the whole entire process than myself. Seriously. This is coming from the…
Read more “Fighting with your husband is FUN.” -Said No Woman EVER
I have lived my entire adult life (thanks to Carl Jung, my own personal hero) knowing that I am an extrovert with introvert tenancies. This means, that I thrive and get my “energy” from talking to people. But, on the other hand, it drains me and makes me want to hide under the bed the…
Read more I think I’ve Become An Introvert…Or Just Lazy, I’m Not Sure Which.
I have well-chronicled here my complete nonchalance in allowing my child to completely lose himself in his worlds of video games and fantasy programming. I am a laid-back mom of the highest order in that regard. We take time to read books, we go on outings, play hide and seek, and I make sure that…
Okay, so it goes without saying that one of the most awful points of stress for a mother of a child with developmental delays or disorders is the crippling fear that their child won’t learn to make friends, or won’t be accepted by his or her peers. We are literally up at night, stressing, that…
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Every so often, at least. No seriously, get away. At least for a few days. Move heaven and earth. Make it happen. What is so funny is that my husband and I recently watched a comedy special that had us both rolling on the floor laughing. It was by Tom Papa (who you may know…
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Three Flew Over the Cuckoo's nest 