Trigger Points Anthology has been re-released as Parenting with PTSD: the impact of childhood abuse on parenting and the Kindle version is available for free on Amazon today! The listed price is $0 so you don’t need to subscribe to Kindle Unlimited to purchase it for free. Words cannot express how amazing this book is. The stories told by parents/survivors are raw, honest and insightful. If you are an abuse survivor/parent or… Read More
His hand in mine feels so small and perfect. We’re walking and he’s telling me about the strong evidence that Jar Jar Binks is really a Sith Lord and he’s promising to show me all the YouTube videos that prove it. I’m barely paying attention (huh? that goofy Gungan a Sith Lord?) because all I can think about is how he looks the same as he did when he was a baby,… Read More
Update: This post was Freshly Pressed November 7, 2015. I’m so excited to be over at Lipstick and Laundry today with a post about family history, with a twist. I deconstructed the classic linear timeline, allowing the hidden connections, common struggles, pivotal moments and everyday choices to shine through. Hop on over and check it out! While you’re there, check out this post. Michelle is not only talented, beautiful and exuberant, she’s one… Read More
My daughter watched me burst into tears yesterday. It started in the morning when I connected my new printer and couldn’t get it to work. It was incredibly frustrating but I didn’t despair. I still had options. After uninstalling and reinstalling the software on my laptop, I was able to print wirelessly. I did a little happy dance and thought about buying a lottery ticket. That afternoon, I prepped for homework. No, not my… Read More
In our part of the country we’ve already been on summer vacation for a month so while some of you are just getting started, I’m already knee deep in “I’m bored.” And it’s been really hot here – like 110 degrees – so most days we’re just trying to not combust. My kids are 5 and 6 so in addition to keeping them alive, they look to me to be their entertainment… Read More
My husband is a really private man, which is why I don’t write about him much. He’s my biggest fan and supporter but it hasn’t always been easy for him to watch me blog so openly about my experiences. It goes against his private nature. I’ve had countless people tell me that they think I’m brave to write about this stuff but I’m only brave because I’m so deeply and completely sustained… Read More
Once upon a time, a couple in their late 30s cuddled on their king size bed anticipating the upcoming birth of their son. They also anticipated the arrival of their new pillow top, memory foam mattress that would finally allow the mom-to-be a good night’s rest. In all their wisdom (they weren’t spring chickens, after all) they had chosen to downsize to a queen size bed because, “It’ll keep us from being tempted… Read More
My son is participating in his first school fundraiser for the American Heart Association which requires him to raise money and jump rope at an event at his school. Easy-peasy except for the fact that he doesn’t know how to jump rope. Which made me start to wonder, what have his father and I been doing for the last 6 years? I was jump roping, riding a bike without training wheels and… Read More
My husband and I were discussing the possibility of selling my minivan and getting a newer vehicle when my son, who will be 6 in a couple of weeks, overheard us. “Are you talking about the van? You’re talking about selling the van? You can’t sell the van. I love that van. Don’t sell the vaaaaaaaaaaan!” Then he cried for a half hour. Real tears, little bony shoulders shaking, eyebrows raised into… Read More
My son starts kindergarten today. I could probably just leave it at that and many of you would know exactly what I’m thinking and feeling.
My brain is mush this week so I’m interviewing my 5-year-old son. I like to call him Air because it fits his personality. He’s buoyant and lives in the moment more than anyone I know. Just because I think my kid is cute doesn’t mean everyone else will think he’s cute but there’s such an innocence in kids this age that I wanted to share his view of the world.
My husband and I got a late start with baby making. I was 38 when we had our son and a few days shy of 40 with our daughter. Considering that we originally weren’t going to have kids at all, the planets aligned perfectly for us. We had an early miscarriage and a breech baby but we ended up with two remarkably healthy kids.