Living. And loving. And hurting.
This blog has been a long time coming. If you’ve been a regular around here, you might have noticed that it’s been quite a while since I’ve bitched about Ronan’s sleeping habits. I haven’t written this post for a lot of reasons: for fear that it would jinx us, for fear of judgement, for fear of backlash. In our sleep… Read More
I sit here and sit here staring at a blank screen. I do not have writers block. When I decide to write something down, I get it out no matter what. I sit here and stare at this blank screen because there are problems in my household, and I aim to write about them. However, I know what kind of… Read More
I think I’m starting to hit my groove at work. That doesn’t mean I’m starting to LIKE it any more, but really that I’m getting used to the whole she-bang. It’s about par for the course, it usually takes me about 6 months at a new job to not feel like a total idiot. It took a little longer this… Read More
So taken for granted when you’re getting it. Seriously. Let’s talk sleeping arrangements. First, this is a judgement free zone. I make the choices I make because I feel they are the best for ME and for Ronan. I do not ever look down upon or belittle another mother for the choices she has made for her family. I expect… Read More
