Proudly serving unpolished working motherhood, with bipolar depression & hilarity on the side
I was not a Hallmark movie kind of new mom. No obsessive nursery decorating, no mother-daughter dresses, no series of portraits declaring “I’m (this many) months old today!” You have to remember, I missed my own infant losing her umbilical cord due to my time in the special hospital. (If you’re new here, by “special […]
My family and I got kicked out of church when I was a kid. Actually, we kicked ourselves out. There I am in my lacy white dress, circa Christmas eve 1988, obediently sitting in the massive sanctuary beside my dad. My mom lingers outside the doors, watching my two year old brother zoom around the […]
I’ve spent way too much time getting over him. He was always so quick to toss off a studied laugh, grab the reins of any conversation and start throwing ideas around the room. Never mind if those ideas were only loosely tethered to reality, he was going to sell ‘em to you like an old-time […]