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Debbie Downer, at your service

I’m there again. That bad, stressed out, avoidance stage.

How I want nothing more than to have good things transpiring and rainbows and positivity coming out my ass, but alas, I do not (and seriously, that would be so NOT me.)

I’m also dieting and haven’t had a carb in 11 days, yet haven’t lost a pound, [...]

getting my feet wet

It’s 5am and I can’t sleep. The baby’s sleeping, I should be sleeping. I will certainly regret this later today when I have a house full of snow day kids home, bored, begging to play in the snow that I’ll have to crush them and say no since I hate cleaning up just played in [...]

Resolutions, Shmesolutions

I survived the holidays and couldn’t take down my Christmas decorations fast enough. I put them up rather early, but by Dec. 26, I feel like they’re closing in on me- I call it Santa Claustrophobia. It’s such a nice feeling to have my space back. Now, if I could only get my kids back [...]

Accepting Gifts

I’ve seen ungrateful kids open presents. They seem to have a look of expectation and boredom on their face as they are looking forward to a next, bigger and better present. It makes me sad.

I haven’t raised my kids to be those kids. Mine have been taught to be gracious, probably too much so. Gush [...]

Hot Mess

As I understand it, people don’t do a lot of blog reading around the holidays which is lucky for me, because I clearly don’t do a lot of writing around this time of year either.

Christmas is stressing me the fuck out. I am an anxious ball of crazy surviving on Diet Dr. Pepper and chocolate [...]

Meant to Be

My 12 year old daughter is, to put it nicely, high maintenance. She always has been. Colicky baby, whiny kid, and now very verbal and, still whiny, tween. She’s sweet, she really is, but if things don’t go her way, she can blow, FAST, and does.

She is a walking Saturday Night Live skit. She has [...]

Stage Fright

I’m not dead or in a mental institute somewhere, though some might think that’s where I belong. I’ve been avoiding this place lately. Unfortunately, I can’t say it’s because I’ve been busy getting Christmas shopping done (I’ve bought nothing!) I am a hot anxious mess this time of year, trying to fit everything in and, [...]

Trying to Understand

My mind is all cluttery and scattered. I’ve been busy having panic attacks at Christmas commercials. Making sure the house doesn’t fall down in an avalanche of dirty socks. Arguing with banks on the phone (and sitting on hold for 35 minutes, listening to muzak that I’m certain Chase designed to make people go MAD). [...]

One

A year ago, this happened.

My life went in a direction that I thought I was done with. My body was mine. My kids dressed themselves and my sleep was mostly uninterrupted. I was just starting to find my footing again as more than just mom. I feared being pulled back into where I had gotten [...]

My Monkey Boy

The baby’s curiosity is entertaining, in theory. He gets himself into predicaments (like wedged behind the toilet) that make for good stories and picture ops. With a watchful eye, he’s fun. When in his bed, left to his own devices, however, when he should be sleeping, it’s getting tricky.

Several months ago, he had tied himself [...]