After The Baby was in the hospital over Christmas, I realized that I had actually lost weight. I was able to do some yoga and I made a point to have healthy food available instead of eating shit out of vending machines like a rat in the corner of the hospital room. The news of weight loss made … Continue reading
Tag Archives: The Baby
Go Home, Christmas. You’re Drunk.
Yesterday morning, I woke up to a text from my mom that my grandfather had fallen and was in the ICU in critical condition. It wasn’t unexpected but it wasn’t great timing. The Baby has been sick this week. It started last Sunday and since then, we’ve visited two different emergency rooms. Yesterday, Alex was … Continue reading
I Have Alot of Gall (Still)
A week and a half ago, I had my very first adult visit to the ER. I thought I was having a heart attack. I wasn’t. Let me back up. Just a day before, The Kid and I had just returned from a very fun but very exhausting trip to Washington state. So, it was … Continue reading
No, I Don’t Want to See What Your Baby Can Do
A few weeks ago, we went to a Down Syndrome Guild picnic at a local amusement park- the kind with the rides that are scary cause they’re real old and the only thing they really do is make you feel a little sick. We’ve done a handful of Guild events but I tend to struggle … Continue reading
Comfortably Numb
I am a creature of habit. Maybe more than anyone I know (except my oldest), I thrive in routine and structure. I love waking up and knowing what the day is going to be like. I do not like my feathers ruffled. That being said, The Baby has been in the hospital now for … Continue reading
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