She stomped out of the room, turning around just long enough to shout “I wish daddy was here and not you!!” My heart exploded. For a kid that is rarely in trouble and raises her voice towards me about as often as I change out my yearly calender, I was shocked. Shocked, hurt, and shaking
(I’m going to apologize ahead of time, for some reason screenshots appear a bit fuzzy when you read them via an email subscription. You may want to click the title link at the top of the email and read it directly from the blog if you are having that problem. Sorry!) Do you remember the
The Girl Child had her dance recital!!! After all the drama leading up to it, I’m just happy that it worked out the way that it did. She had asked me a few days prior, “Who else is coming? It can’t just be you, you’ve already seen my dance and I need
We were packed in like sardines in a can; all six kids lined up in a row watching the magician. I was sitting on one end of our kids and my friend was sitting on the other. To my surprise and The Girl Child’s delight, The Girl Child was chosen to go up on
I hadn’t done one of my “conversation” blog posts in a while, so I made it a point last week to take a note of at least one strange conversation I had a day, because let’s be honest here, it’s not like I’m getting any more normal. Monday kicked itself off to a rocking start
The Girl Child had curriculum night at her school a few nights ago. Because they didn’t want a bunch of kids interrupting the teachers and parents, the school had a drop-off classroom where kids could stay and watch a movie; both of my kids were excited to go. There were two sessions that night and
I’d like to introduce you to our new family member, Henry. Almost a year ago The Girl Child’s grief counselor had recommended that The Girl Child get a pet. I guess many times children who are bottling up their emotions will talk to animals in ways that they won’t talk to other people, and a
This summer has brought with it a new realization that I have transitioned in a big way. When my ex first left I was trying to survive not only the trauma of him leaving and the start of my recovery, but I was buried alive in motherhood as well. I had a toddler and
It’s funny how everyone waits for summer to get here so that they can kick back and relax, but then the minute it gets here we all take off running and throw relaxation to the side! Here’s just a snapshot of what the Strong family has been up to: As I said before, someone graduated
Roughly three years ago I took The Boy Child to the hospital because he was having trouble breathing. He was quickly admitted and a course of treatment was started, but when he continued to decline instead of improve, it became apparent that the interventions that particular hospital was able to provide weren’t going to be
Talk about a whirlwind of a weekend!! Geesh. Is it Friday yet??? Oh no wait. Friday just passed. Wowzers. My Friday night ended like this: A few friends brought tasty things and came over to chill out after a long week, and trust me when I say that it was a LONG week. Aside from
Hi!! Last week I got that call from daycare, the one that every parent hates, the one that sounds exactly like “hi, your kid is sick, please come get him.” Blerg. “Ok, I’ll be right there!” I picked up The Boy Child and although he was running a bit of a fever, he didn’t seem
My husband said he was going to the store... and never came back. It's been a crazy life that's left me functional enough to survive yet dysfunctional enough to make me funny. I'm living my life devoid of most social graces while single parenting two young children and I absolutely love it....most days.
