Irreverent Sleepy Mom Poem

(Because I was too tired to come up with a better title.) The alarm rings out, the sun shines in I haven’t slept a wink I stumble to the kitchen Toward the dishes in the sink I rinse my favorite … Continue reading

Family Tradition: Coming to Terms With Depression

I was about 9 years old the first time depression reared its ugly head. I didn’t know it at the time, of course. My little child’s mind had no comprehension of what depression was. I don’t think I’d ever even heard the … Continue reading

There’s a Leaf in My Bra- Musings of a One Year Old’s Mom

This month our little man, our rainbow baby, perhaps our last little spawn,  Dr. Baby himself, will turn one. On Thanksgiving day, no less. The full gravity of that didn’t hit me until I sent out the call for Booby Award … Continue reading