Raising twins and staying sober 24 hours at a time.
It started about 4th or 5th grade. I don’t remember when it hit, exactly, but I know I was young. It seems that my entire “period of growth” lasted from about 10 years old ending only when I entered high school. Riding the bus was a living nightmare. We lived in a new neighborhood - …
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I didn't even realize it was happening. I usually don't. It happens every so often when I'm not being diligent. When I'm less patient with my kids and husband. When I'm prickly overall. When I'm eating worse than usual. And I never really eat all that well to begin with. But this is worse. I …
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Here's the situation. This picture was posted on a moms group on Facebook and everybody was going crazy gaga love over it. Like, oh so cute and I LOVE IT and my heart lurched. Why? Why did my heart hurt when I saw this cake? It's just a cake, right? And it's kind of cute …
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