Long-time readers know that I battle Depression. Those of you who are new and would like to learn more can catch up on previous posts about that here. I was inspired to write today because Kimberly at All Work and no Play Make Mom Go Something Something is celebrating a mental health awareness day with […]
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The notes came as she tried to find his eyes. It was so important that he hear her vulnerability. The words tumbled one after another, the pianist muscling the chords underneath. She began to realize that she was alone in the limelight — holding his hand on this holy stage that they shared — where they […]
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We have gone from a family of three to a family of four — a whole new world, as those of you who’ve been through it before know. I am so much more ridiculously happy than I could possibly communicate here. And, because I find the whole thing surreal, I’d like to share E’s birth […]
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Ccbvmvjblmgvgffdbycyfggigigihuhkuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. GmncMx ***The above was typed by G when I wasn’t looking. I’ve decided to keep it — it’s his first blog post! ;-)*** But back to me (’cause I’m so vain I thought this blog post was about me). If you know who I am, you know I’ve been gone for quite a while. […]
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My heart isn’t big enough. Not for the crashing train that hits me when you smile. Not for the iceberg that chills me when you take a spill. Not for the number of towels I need handy for your fantastic teething-open-mouth kisses on my cheeks, and nose, and forehead. Not for the monster sitting on […]
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This one goes out to all my BFing homies, yo. Werd to your babas. G woke up at 1:45AM this morning. This is not unusual. He’s EBF (that’s Exclusively Breast Fed to those of you not in the know) and sleeps with me and M, and he wakes a few times a night to nurse. […]
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You know this story already, but maybe you just don’t realize it. This story is also yours, or it is your friend’s, or your mother’s, or your cousin’s. Maybe it’s your husband’s, or your boss’, or your child’s. My name is Venus, and I am clinically depressed. This is my story (and it’s a little […]
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The persons responsible for the previous post have now been sacked. I had a frappuccino earlier. And then a Coke. What was I thinking? I should know better. I’ve had problems with this before… It’s 1 AM and I should be asleep. Oh well. Here’s another frappuccino story to entertain those few of you who […]
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January 28, 2014
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