The past couple of months have been…trying, to say the least, in my world of mommyhood. I’ve been questioning myself as a parent. And I’m pretty sure my kid has too. Hippo has been in this space of independence that is leaning more on defiance. And having trouble understanding that mommy…
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Happy Birthday, Hippo!
Dearest Hippo, Today is our fifth anniversary. Around this time five years ago I was doing a lot of breathing in my hospital bed, surrounded by your grandparents & daddy and wondering what you were gonna look like. This little adventure we’ve been on has been a trip. Everyday you…
The Fake Colon and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad WEEK!
ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ouch! Ugh! Ugh! Ouch! Sigh! Ouch! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ouch! Sigh! Ouch! Ugh! Ugh! Bleh! Ouch! MuthaF*$#*!!!!!! Yea, I think that just about explains what is happening in my gut right now…or lack there of. Sorry guys! I know some might say, “Such language!”. Yea, well I…
Happy National Coffee Day!
There is no way I could let this day go by without giving a shout out to one of my favorite things in the whole wide world…COFFEE!!! Today is National Coffee Day and it’s a day of celebration, love and peace! Don’t laugh, I love coffee! And a good cup…
KungFu Hippo, The NinJa Turtle
Kids are weird. They are. It’s okay, I know that you think your kid is weird. And I know that you know that I think my kid is weird. There is nothing wrong with it. I don’t love him any less because he’s a weirdo…I actually love him more. Why?…
Gray Clouds Covering The Blue Skies
I never really know how to appropriately start posts on topics like this one. The topic of Depression. I’ve touched on it lightly in the past and you may have read or heard me talk about it in various interviews, but I’ve never really put it out there. I think…
