**I wrote this and never posted it! Join me as we jump back to July.** I was brushing her hair right up until the moment that my heart stopped. “Is her hair moving? Why the hell is her hair moving? No freaking way is her hair moving” I find myself thinking as my brain is
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My daughter started seeing the grief counselor at school three weeks ago. She goes once a week and they talk about loss. After her first appointment I asked her what she talked about and she said “the lady asked me to tell her something sad that happened to me. I told her that we had
For some people it’s buying a minivan, for others it’s gaining the soccer mom or dad title, and for even more it’s resigning yourself to the mom haircut. You guys know what I’m talking about, right? I’m talking about that one moment, that one thing that when finally accepted means that you have officially lost
Two weeks ago my kids and I were invited to go to a pumpkin farm with a single mom friend, her three kids, and her parents. I’m all for pumpkin farms, I enjoy the seasonal festivities as much as the next girl, but I will admit, I have a slightly ulterior motive; A big part
It was one of those mornings. You mom’s know what I’m talking about, it was one of those mornings. It all started with a banana. I made breakfast for the kids, putting two waffles and a banana on each child’s plate. As I went to hand the Girl Child her plate, she said to me
“This is all your fault! I don’t want you to be my mommy anymore! I want a dad and all I have is you! I have no one! I only have you! I don’t have anything everyone else has and this is all your fault!!!” Those words cut me to the core in ways that
Hi Everyone!! Today I’m just going to be lazy and share with you my latest scary mommy article “How To Take A Toddler Grocery Shopping In 100 Easy Steps.” (Just click on the link) Hopefully it will give you a good chuckle. Since I don’t want to appear as lazy as I actually am right now,
My friend looked at me, eyes wide open, unsure if she should applaud my creativity or call social services on me. “Well, what was I going to do?” I said. “I’d rather have her scared than dead.” I was referring to the fact that after several gun related incidents with a few of my daughters
Remember the post “Conversations That I Did Not Think I Would Be Having This Week?” Well not to mention that this week I found myself talking to all of you about the time I burned the hell out of my lady bits, but this week overall just seemed especially strange in the conversation department. So
You guys, I am so tired. I slept ohhhh……maybe an hour last night, probably less. I had a hard time writing this post. I kept writing, deleting, crying, writing some more, deleting again, crying, and so on. You see, I have good news; I don’t have to go to court on Monday. Yay! Right? Am
My kids look almost nothing like me. Like….at all. In fact people will say to me all the time “oh my gosh, your daughter is so beautiful! She looks NOTHING like you!” Awkward…. A few weeks ago while at the park, a woman walked up to me, pointed to my children, and proceeded to thank
As I said in the post “Oh F*ck I Peed On The Floor,” both of my kid’s birthdays are within a several week time period. Since I told you about how much I enjoyed tolerated being pregnant with my daughter, I thought it only fair that I also tell you about being pregnant with my
