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  • The Good Luck

    Focus on the good luck The rocket lands in the ocean By sheer luck nothing catches on fire this weekend, We are healthy- alive- under quiet dry skies, Birds chirp,… Read more

  • “Do I Smell a Poopy Diaper?” Such a funny thing to say all the time!

    “I smell poop, did somebody poop?”  Yes, Jack has a poop. Take him to the changing table, let Fiona come too so she doesn’t feel left out. No matter how… Read more

  • My World is turning upside down again!

    My world is turning upside down again! I think Jack and Fiona are transitioning to one nap a day. Just when we established a perfect little schedule, I had time… Read more

  • Loss Of Innocence, Missed Childhood

    “You need to wear a bra” said Timmy. I just want to run and hide right now. I thought they took me seriously. I finally got the boss to let… Read more

  • Extra Special Sunday Afternoon

    Here we are again. But we’re not really here again because it’s not morning, I always write in the morning. Its nap time on Sunday afternoon. A time I’ve overlooked.… Read more

  • Welcome to Toddlerhood, Becareful you’re gonna crack your noggin!

    I’ll lay it on its side. I shouldn’t be doing this. Wait until Alan gets home to help. Jacks been running up the backrest of the recliner sticking his toes… Read more

  • My Nuts and Bolts

    The best thing I’ve done lately is started drinking coffee again. It’s so delicious. Coffee. Jack’s still sick. His face is shiny and wet. He’s been coughing, I rub his… Read more

  • Teenage Automatic Lies

    We all turned to look as the principle came to the door of my tenth grade English class. He was with two people dressed in brown suits. I can’t remember… Read more

  • Keep On Keepin’ On!

    As I sit down at my computer I realize I’ve just gone through another transformative experience. I’m about to document it. It won’t all be revealed at a single time,… Read more

  • The Power I Have.

    Yea! A break! Babies down for the morning nap. Jack’s fighting off a bad cold, poor little guy. We have a visitor, Bruce. He was a father figure to me… Read more

  • Mother’s Day

    Mother’s Day has been heartbreaking every year since my mom died. With the pressure to have children. With the disappointments and stress of infertility. I would walk around in a… Read more

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