DELAYED and DENIED!!!! That has to be how the Atlanta Falcons are feeling after Sunday’s Superbowl loss. Ever on the side of the “little guy”, (and a huge Seahawks and Eagles fan) I was rooting for Atlanta’s birds this past Superbowl Sunday. The Atlanta Falcons have never won a Superbowl….NEVER gotten the ring…the trophy….the glory…the fame.… Continue reading Delayed or Denied? – Part 2
I loved the seesaw as a kid! The up and down, back and forth, I could do it all day. Lately though, I feel like I’ve been on a seesaw, and I’m ready to get off. At 17 (due to health issues), I was told it would be difficult for me to get pregnant. At the… Continue reading Delayed or Denied? Part 1
Earlier last week I finally went on a jog here in Chapel Hill with my daughter to the post office. On the way to the post office, I thought I was being super awesome mom when I caught my daughter throwing her shoe out the side of the stroller. SO AWESOME that another mom said… Continue reading The Power of Perspective
First off I apologize for not blogging my 2013 goal of 3 times a week for the past two weeks, but we have had a rash of “unexpected detours” in our life: with a first 102 fever (baby girl), ear infection (baby girl), flu (me) and head cold (daddy) we’ve been more of a hospital… Continue reading Unexpected Detours
Remember the days when you used to call out sick to work for tiny little things like: you didn’t hear you alarm and overslept, you wanted to go see an exhibit at the museum, or for some of you, maybe you had a little too much wine the night before? (ok maybe I was the… Continue reading Calling Out Sick (aka No.Sleep.Til…..)
WTF?!?! I know, I know those where my same exact thoughts!!!! Here I am at ———- ———– children’s place with my daughter and we are in the baby/toddler section – which is awesome because it keeps her little crawling hands safe from the bigger kids who are able to walk and run around. There were… Continue reading My dolly has a…
Seriously!?!?!? Now I know we all KNOW not to eat food (or really anything) off the floor, but I didn’t expect it to be called “s*%#” at a playgroup! That’s right, here I am sitting with my daughter at the ——- ——- today playing with my daughter and the little baby dolls, (one with a… Continue reading Don’t eat the s*%# off the floor!