It’s not always easy to be the last of 5 kids. Often there’s just too much going on in a family of seven for the last kid to get a lot of one-on-one attention. Sometimes usually that fifth kid may […]
Sometimes I secretly hate Cristmastime.
I hate guilt.
Today I was feeding my 3 month old baby a bottle. He was hungry, and he was downing it. But I stopped him halfway through to burp him because he has a tendency to get gassy, Like, screaming in pain, […]
It’s very therapeutic to write. Especially to write a letter to oneself. And to read it 1, 2, or 6 1/2 years later is so eye-opening. I recently found this draft of a blog post unfinished. I think I started it […]
I really love Halloween. Not only is it the start of “The Holidays” but it’s also my youngest sister’s birthday, (insert happy birthday shout-out here)! As far as I know, I have never NOT dressed up for Halloween and gone […]
My head is too small. My face is too shiny. My stomach is too jiggly. My laugh is too loud. My chin is too…double. My nostrils look like big feet. I sleep too much. I eat WAY too much. […]
I had another perfect Sunday to add to my list of Sunday fails. Of course it started out like any other Sunday (couldn’t find Princess’ shoes, J-Dog didn’t have time to brush his teeth, and Hubby was grumpy about the aforementioned unpreparedness). […]
I don’t know about you, but I’m always feeling guilty about something. I don’t exactly know why, nor do I know that it is particularly helpful to feel this way, especially when it’s a LOT of guilt and […]
My blog post, The Top 10 Reasons Why I’m Not a “Real” Runner, was a real downer. On the upside, I do consider myself a “real” runner, and here are the Top 10 reasons why (hey, I like top […]
According to SOME people (like one high school track coach and a bunch of idiots on the runnersworld.com forums) I shouldn’t count myself as a “real” runner. Here the Top 10 reasons why: 10. My Freshman year in high […]
Depression is a cancer. Don’t hate me for the comparison. I wouldn’t wish cancer on anyone and I don’t claim to understand what any cancer, let alone a terminal diagnosis would do to a person. But when people talk about […]