I told God I can’t die before my kids and then I had the nerve to tell Him I couldn’t die and have them find my body. Morbid thoughts I know but that’s what crosses my mind from time to time. The other night I woke up at 1:00 am, not feeling well at all. … More Paging Nurse Sydney
I didn’t realize the date was October 16th until my bestie from Michigan called to remind me. October 16th was the day of love, my wedding date back in 1999. For a good laugh I tried on my wedding dress last night and Syd literally hollered and her echolalia was on point!! “This is a … More It’s My Anniversary
Last week Thursday I went for my scheduled mammogram appointment. Since mommy is a breast cancer survivor. I make sure to complete my monthly exams and keep all appointments. Sydney joined me at my appointment last week and so did a small Tinker Bell doll that was giving her a sense of comfort. That’s autism … More Mammograms, Nursing Bras and Tinker Bell
I struggle with blogging lately because my draft posts are like mini novels and then I realize, Ain’t nobody got time for that. As I enjoy a pedicure I’m typing this quick blog! For those that think I should be relaxing. I’m the only one here and blogging relaxes me. Besides I can’t decide on … More Stop Trying So Hard!
It will be six years since my divorce. A lot has changed for our family in six years. The fear of “what if” hasn’t gone away. My story didn’t end like a fairy tale but I still love my story and can’t wait for the plot twist and the ending. Being an autism mom is … More Single Mom Confession
I grew up believing that broken crayons didn’t color. I was the kid that would have a panic attack when my pencil broke in school. I was taught that broken was not good enough. It wasn’t until I was much older that I realized beautiful things happen once you’ve been broken. I was broken making … More I’ve Been Broken
“Don’t forget our Easter basket!” Harrison and Sydney sorry to disappoint but the Easter basket days are over. Did you forget? I stopped doing Easter baskets for my kids three years ago. I was mom shamed a few days ago, because evidently you can give your kids Easter baskets until they are 21. I guess … More Where’s The Easter Basket?