What am I reclaiming?
Me.
It’s my time.
Monthly Archives: November 2012
Evidence my Toddler is Smarter than Me.
My kiddo is 2.8 years old, and the girl is fierce. I think most parents agree that any toddler can be a handful, and mine is no exception. I make jokes that she could go a few rounds with the Devil himself and win, but really, she's pretty normal. Well, on the high energy and hard headed end of normal. I don't know a lot about parenting, since I've only been a step-parent for four years and a bio parent for less time than that.
This could just as easily be about me and my two short people, except Sara always writes it better than I ever could.
Someone got herself inked
On November 25, 2012, I made what turned out to be a much more interesting decision than anyone could have guessed it would have been.
I invited my friend Roana to breakfast.
Interesting development
The other day, I gave you an update on what seems to be Z’s teacher’s mission to get him on ADHD medication. Fortunately, Z and I won that battle.
Z wins!
About six weeks ago, Z’s teacher called me into the school for this meeting. Then, the very next day, I had this meeting with Z’s principal.
We agreed that I would still take Z to the doctor to rule out anything more than Z just going through a difficult time because of his dad and I separating.
Religion is more important than a woman’s life
It’s my stuff to deal with
I wrote this post the other day, which was difficult to write because it was honest and made clear how vulnerable I am. Since having written it, more than a few of you have been extra sensitive toward/about me.
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Demons and ghosts
(This is not a post about actual demons or ghosts, by the way, sorry.)
There must be something in the air/water/pixels these days. Maybe it's the colder weather, less daylight, the upcoming holidays, or a combination of things. But everyone seems to be having a particularly rough time lately. Depression, anxiety, life problems, etc. Other bloggers have eloquently described their own struggles lately, and I wanted to be one of the cool kids so now I'm taking my turn.
If you know me, you need to read this. Madame Weebles may as well have been me when she wrote this. It speaks to me because it speaks to EXACTLY how I feel.
One Flew Over the Batcave
Written by Le Clown and The Ringmistress. Disclaimer: Le Clown and the Ringmistress are not medical professionals, but certified nerds with too much time on their hands.
Women, typically being less doctor-phobic than men, will report experiencing mental health issues more often. However, dudes love their self-medication, and are more prone to drug and alcohol addictions to deal with these underreported mental illnesses1.
Just because I love this post.
