This is why I am an awful friend.

Jun 4th, 2013 Insecurities

  I am only capable of doing one thing at a time. It isn’t just about being unable to talk to my husband while the TV is on, or not hearing my children while I am reading a book (both of which are true…).¬†It is much more complicated than that. See, I can be your friend, but not while I am being a wife or…

Someone vomited on my bedroom floor, again. (and it wasn’t me.)

Jun 2nd, 2013 Rantings

This morning, Nate left for the gym at about 6:38 am (I know!). At approximately 6:41 am, Natalie came downstairs, stood by my face and puked on my bedroom floor. … First, why do they¬†always wait until right after their dad leaves? Is it possible to wake him up via the sound of retching or vomit impacting the floor just once? It is truly a…


May 25th, 2013 Lessons Learned

There is this girl I once knew. ¬†Her name is Jade. ¬†I loved her. ¬†She was one of the few friends who would invite BOTH of us (my twin and me) over, and somehow, she managed to treat us both equally. She was gifted with the ability to love. ¬†She saw the good in people. ¬†She was optimistic and gentle and caring and wholly good….

Being beautiful

May 21st, 2013 Uncategorized

Having a daughter with a facial abnormality catastrophically changed the way I defined personal beauty. Will she see the beauty that I see when I look at her scars? ¬†Will she value the bravery it takes for her to wake up and face the world wearing blatant imperfection (by society’s definition) on her face? ¬†Will she resent her “flaws”, or embrace them as evidence of…

“That Darling* Boy”

Apr 29th, 2013 Uncategorized

It was Friday afternoon. ¬†I was stretched out on my bed after being sucked into some random cheesy flick on the Hallmark Movie Channel¬†when the DVR switched me over to PBS to record the latest episode of Super Why. ¬†I took that as my cue for mommy nap time. I had just achieved fully relaxed perfection. ¬†The point when you are perfectly tucked into the…