The Lorica of Saint Mommy of Sick Children

Yeah. So, we’ve had a stomach virus here for about the past week, and today it culminated in one of the most craptastic days in my three year career so far as a mother. Bad things have been happening. Bad, bad things.

Sense & Simplicity: Channeling Jane. Blogging Motherhood.

As she sat at the table sipping her coffee, Jennifer overheard the small voice of her young daughter saying encouragingly, β€œEat, Baby! Eat! Mmmm! Eat!” Feeling a slight pang of suspicion at the pleas, she turned around to see her tousle-headed two year old, seated Indian-style on the living room floor, feeding her pudgy infant sister bits of green playdough. …

Father’s Day & Sad Memories of Child Abuse

As someone whose memories of child abuse, domestic violence, hurtful words, and emotional abuse overwhelm the happy memories of childhood, holidays are usually tinged with sadness and anger. I should be able to celebrate Christmas with my dad, but I can’t feel happy, safe, or calm around him. I want to be able to have my dad over for Thanksgiving, …

The Mortifying-Anniversary-Prom-Night-Gone-Wrong-Zio’s-Bathroom Experience

OK. Here’s for Andrew, Rachel, Sheila, and Lacyn … because they asked (o: For my birthday dinner (and because Elowyn and I are under the weather), Jason brought home take out from Zio’s tonight. It was an absolutely delicious chicken alfredo dinner … and I got to reminiscing … For our wedding anniversary one year, Jason and I went to …