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I am so grateful for this blogging experience. I had no idea when I drafted up my first Afterwards post. That there already existed a strong network of grief bloggers who would welcome me into their circles with open arms. At the end of the month, we will have gone 5 years without her. I am a different person than I was 5 years ago.
Calling all HSP and HG Ladies! Hyperemesis Gravidarum Raises its Ugly Head Again. On Child-free and partying! On Child-free and partying! A Daily Dose Of Trouble. A Quiet Week In The House. When I Had a Seahorse. White lady in the hood. Oh, hang on a se.
The Planned Parenthood Videos and the Downs girl I met in Fiji. For me, it boils down to a few different, often competing images. The third image is an abortionist, using her too.
Find out more about Miss Cookas. He used to be my little baby. Now he toddles and waddles and giggles and warbles. Learning how to do and see and be. The Day That Came Too Soon and That Random Thing That Happened. I stared at the funeral director. I was in a grave yard, on my 32nd birthday, saying one final goodbye to my Grandmother, my soul mate, but. How do I know you? Her lips continued to move and I continued to stare.
Munich Nightlife - Party Szene und Clubs. Wenn die Festzelte auf dem Oktoberfest bereits vor Mitternacht den Zapfhahn dicht machen und die Bänke hochstellen, ist so manchem Wiesnbesucher noch nicht nach dem heimischen Bett zumute. Quais schon Pflicht für die Münchner Partyszene. Und so brummts auch in Münchens Nightlife. Ist mittlerweile schon richtig unüberschaubar geworden. Feiern die Münchnerinnen und Münchner in einer Wiesnbar. Wo find ich was? .
My Journey through this process has changed me in ways I never thought possible. Sunday, May 12, 2013. Friday, May 11, 2012. Another year without her here. Friday, May 13, 2011. Born still May 13, 2007. 8 lbs 4 oz 20. Happy 4th Birthday my Sweet Angel. An Angel Never Dies - author unknown. That something stopped my heart,. I felt each tender squeeze you gave,. I loved you from the start.
This blog is intended to be a place where I can be authentic. I want to be free to experiment, write about things that are difficult, and to share pictures of my children. This content is password protected. 124; Enter your password to view comments.
Sleep and the lack thereof. I wrote to a local mom the other day. I said Hey, we need to be friends. We have multiple friends in common, we are both white moms raising black sons in the whitest of cities, we both have strong attitudes about things, when can we get together? I joined a new online group of moms raising black sons.
Do not judge by mere appearances; for the light laughter that bubbles on the lip often mantles over the depths of sadness, and the serious look may be the sober veil that covers a divine peace and joy. Tuesday, August 3, 2010. It is making me write here. it is bringing me back to this space. It is beginning to be more about her than it was about me.