This is a sponsored post. All opinions & thoughts are my own. Morning friends! It feels so so good to be back to blogging on my regular schedule. Last week, while I was battling bronchitis, it felt like something was missing when I wasn’t putting my ideas down on “paper”. So glad to be back here and writing and communicating with you fine folks! Can we talk about wellness today? Emotional wellness to be specific? I have a horrible habit of neglecting myself in order to take care of others. Anyone else? Nearly all my energy is focused on Margs’ needs and often the little bit of extra I do have is divided between Mer and my mother. That’s just how I am – I take care of others before I adequately take care of myself. A couple of weeks ago, my anxiety flared up pretty badly. Nothing in particular set it off but I spent nearly two weeks in an anxiety spiral that left me frantic, afraid (for no real reason) and constantly searching for ways to make myself feel better. My anxiety usually leaves me seeking out reassurance from close friends and family which I imagine can get extremely…

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So it happened, earlier than expected but, it happened. At play group last week my 15 month old daughter was intentionally pushed to the ground when she tried to play with an older child who wasn’t in the mood to share that day. My heart just about broke into a million pieces. I watched in disbelief as this unknown to me child put her hands on my baby and forcefully pushed her to the ground. I stood there dumbfounded and processed what had just happened. I mean, I somehow thought that I’d have at least a few more years before I’d have to deal with this sort of thing – she’s still a baby for crying out loud. My reaction was probably pretty typical. I ran over, picked up my kid and comforted her because that was what my momma instincts told me to do. (To be fair, although shocked by what had happened Margs wasn’t hurt, crying or otherwise upset) I watched the other child simply continue playing with really no awareness of what had just happened.   I spent the rest of the day pretty upset. I was sad that Margs had been excluded. I was angry that…

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I haven’t told the whole story in years. I’ve somehow managed to split the journey in two – the dark period before Margs and the happy period after. There was just so much awful stuff before baby girl that on some level I needed to make that distinction so that I didn’t have to continue facing the details of what exactly happened to us and how ridiculously difficult and unfair our journey to becoming parents to an earthly child was. I wrote a post about feeling like my family was not complete months ago without really explaining the difficulties I face. I’ve spent weeks analyzing options and scenarios and unfortunately I’m no closer to making a decision than I was before. It did however occur to me that many of you fine folks have only gotten bits and pieces of the story and probably think I’m crazy for being so scared. Again, I’ve intentionally avoided sharing the whole story because it sucks and it hurts and most days I’m perfectly content pretending it didn’t really happen (not the most effective way of dealing with grief – I know). So, can I tell you a story? Can I tell you about…

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Friday! My gosh, how is it already Friday? This last week has been a blur – a sleepless blur. I’m somehow convinced that after boasting to our pediatrician that Margs sleeps through the night (albeit in our bed) karma decided to teach me the very important lesson that bragging isn’t cool by having my kid decide that suddenly she wants to be nocturnal. She’s been up consistently from midnight to 4 am, 3 nights in a row. I’m surviving on short naps and coffee. Hopefully this “phase” (teething possibly?) will pass soon and we’ll be back to business as usual. Speaking of Margs, I got an email this week asking me why I don’t post full frontal shots of my little girl . Great question since I don’t think I’ve ever directly broached the subject. Profile cuteness. I thought the question was interesting and it sparked an interesting conversation between Mer and I about our own positions on digital citizenship and where we stand with regards to sharing our lives on the internet – or, how much we’re willing to share with the Internets. Hey, did I ever tell you I was a teacher? I taught math to a bunch…

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Parenting is like putting together a giant puzzle. Once you’ve got the puzzle all neatly put together suddenly the pieces come apart and you’re left starting over. Am I right? I had plans to write a post about saving money for today but then we had an incident and I felt like updating you on Margs instead. Margs had an allergic reaction to what we suspect are blueberries this weekend. Scariest moment of my parenting life so far. In hindsight, this is likely not the first time we’ve seen a blueberry reaction. If you follow me on Instagram I posted about Margs getting sick two weekends ago – after eating blueberries. At the time, I chalked it up to an upset tummy and didn’t think that there was a food allergy reaction to blame. You see, my kid doesn’t react to blueberries the same way a kid with a peanut allergy reacts to peanuts. Instead, Margs gets really red in the face, vomits and then appears to be perfectly fine again. This weekend after licking a blueberry, she got red in the face and projectile vomited and that’s when I realized that all those time she’d been “sick” were similar.…

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