August 31, 2014 has come and gone. As some of you know, that date marked two years since our littlest boy was diagnosed with Cancer. If you don't know, he was diagnosed three days shy of his third birthday. Spencer spent his third birthday in the hospital, surrounded not only by other children that were … Continue reading Cancerversary the Second
Today is Spencer's Cancerversary. I like to think I made that word up. It has been exactly one year since he was diagnosed with Pre B Cell Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. One year ago today, Chris and I were informed that our little boy, who was going to turn three in two days had cancer. I … Continue reading Cancerversary
Two days ago, I called an informal meeting and gathered the guinea pigs...I mean the family. I presented them with an idea and after a couple rounds of eyeball rolling, they seemed to warm up to the idea. My plan, I told them, was to come up with a set of resolutions that … Continue reading Resolutions
I posted a picture on Facebook a few days ago and it sparked a conversation I have been thinking about since then. The picture showed a service member and said something to the effect of 'Armed military members would gladly patrol our schools' (I am writing this by hand at the moment, so I don't … Continue reading Ruminations on safety. (LONG)
Spencer is getting the hang of potty training. He is realizing when he has to go and for the most part is letting me know BEFORE he goes. Coincidentally, I just took advantage of a drug store sale where buying two packs of diapers saved me money and I figured (at the time) that I … Continue reading More Chocolate, Mumma?
There is an unease on days like today, a tension rippling through my very being. Today is another in a long line of child filled, busy days. Don't misunderstand me, I love my children and I love that I am a stay at home mumma. However, it is days like today that strain on my … Continue reading Silent Strain
Last night, once again, I fell asleep on the couch. I was waiting for the laundry to be done washing and I passed out. I woke up at about two thirty this morning, changed the laundry over to the dryer and headed up the stairs to go to bed. No sooner had I walked into … Continue reading All the Way to the Scene of the Crash…