Recovering Neurotic

I’m a neurotic mom. Don’t laugh…I know this isn’t news to you. But they say admitting it is the first step. So I was proud of myself when I didn’t panic as Max had diarrhea for four days straight. Of course I called the doctor on Tuesday, and Wednesday…but I didn’t bring him in. I mean really….he’s eating…

Bits and Pieces

First, I owe a huge thank you to Love Is Not Abuse.  I am honored and humbled that they chose to share this story with their followers, and I am so excited to be one small voice in the chorus of people speaking out against Domestic Violence. Sean and I were also really blown away by the outpouring…

If You’re Going Through Hell….

Max’s soft little breaths waft through the baby monitor tonight, a smooth staccato rhythm of peaceful sleep. He’s tucked in safe, cuddled up to his enormous Buzz LightYear doll pillow. My heart is full of love and pride….and relief. We’ve come a long way, this little family of mine. A year ago we were driving through a…