— Coloring Life with Love, Lyme, & Laughter —
In the midst of a dreaded Walmart run, I had a moment. Don't worry. This isn't a teary-eyed post. It will be a celebration of sorts. A celebration that it was MY kid having a meltdown and not yours. Come on. Admit it. When you see a child sobbing for a new toy or screaming... Continue Reading →
The last month has been a jumble of activity here. Three graduations. Two birthdays. A baby shower. It has been one celebration after another, and thankfully, my body has, for the most part, cooperated. Oddly enough though, I've spent a good bit of those celebrations with tears in my eyes. During Izzi's Pre-K graduation ceremony,... Continue Reading →
Can we be real for about two minutes? That's it. Just two. Then we can all go back to our perfect lives. This is what I look like when I wake up. See that hair? Yeah, it's INSANE. It deserves its own zip code! With the chest port, I haven't mastered the art of keeping... Continue Reading →
In the midst of a dreaded Walmart run, I had a moment. Don't worry. This isn't a teary-eyed post. It will be a celebration of sorts. A celebration that it was MY kid having a meltdown and not yours. Come on. Admit it. When you see a child sobbing for a new toy or screaming... Continue Reading →
My practice child will graduate from high school tomorrow. Yes, my practice child. Isn't that what our first one is? They don't come into our lives with instruction manuals. We have to figure it out on our own. Most of the time, we're faking it. We keep trudging on, hiding our insecurities with smiles of... Continue Reading →
A Broken Crayon 