I remember the day when I realized I was stuck in my disease and needed help.
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IBDMoms
If you didn’t know by now, I am a mom. A mom living with a chronic condition called ulcerative colitis. Actually, I’ve got about 5 autoimmune conditions that manifest in all sorts of different types of ways. But ulcerative colitis has been the foundation, the root, from which most of…
Step Therapy while Mommying
Cured… just kidding! I clearly remember the GI’s voice when she said, “Cure” while discussing my upcoming surgery. I remember the weight that lifted from my chest. I pictured myself running after my toddler in the park without complication. I can still feel the smile on my face and the…
The Old Lady
Guys…I’m old. Seriously. I’m old. I always use to joke that I acted like an old lady. Or that because of IBD, arthritis, etc. my body is really 76 years old. But last night as I sat in the hotel lobby of one of the cutest, loudest, most millennial hotel…
My Grown Baby
Today was Hippo’s first day back at school about 3 weeks after his friends. Because Hippo started at a new school. That’s right, Hippo has started the 3rd grade at a brand new school where he knows no one and the schedule is completely different. I think I was more…
When The Breast Isn’t Your Best
9 years ago on this day I was watching my SO recover from his birthday activities while his mini me complained about the cramp quarters in my abdomen, with a swift kick to my ribs. I was in my third trimester, overtly optimistic about impending motherhood while scouring over the…