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…
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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…
Never Have I Ever
Never have I ever written a blog while in the middle of an inflammatory flare up. I will actually just lock myself away into a dark hole of blankets & old X-Files episodes. It’s probably why there are such inconsistencies with my blog as far as posts. Social media posts…
The Black American Patient
I’ve been incredibly hesitant about writing the following post, considering the racial temperature of the United States, whenever a person of color makes a reference to the egregious situations that plague American citizens of color and of faiths other than Christianity, they are lambasted. We are often accused of being…
Let Me Reintroduce Myself Part II
In 2009, I welcomed my little Hippo. He was perfect. No complications. He was insured. My kid had health insurance, his father had health insurance…suddenly, I did not, again. The bliss of having health insurance because of my high risk pregnancy, was taken away as quickly as I received it….