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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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Taking The J-Pouch On The Road
This summer I took my J-Pouch on a multi level vacation that included flights and road trips through the Texas heat & storms. Vacationing with children and IBD can be daunting. The unpredictability of it all. But since Hippo has been born, traveling has been something I’ve tried to maintain….
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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…