A record of the incessant and trivial chatter running through my head.
Monthly Archives: July 2012 There were baseball games and campfires. . . There were little ones with sticky hands from gooey marshmallow, graham crackers, and chocolate concoctions. . . There were fire crackers and little ones tending to littler ones. . . There was fun to be had and play to be accomplished. . . Soon enough, Meadow, soon […]  I realize it’s repetitive. . . tiny and little. It just seemed fitting with what I’m feeling tonight. It’s about ten o’clock on Friday evening. I just said good night to Charlie, Chanelle, Chad, and my two nephews. We are up a 4 and 7 year old for a few days. After saying goodnight I […]  It felt like my dirty little secret. Like something I had to hide from the world because if the world knew I would be viewed as ungrateful, terrible, selfish, a terrible mother. I told just a few people. . . my sister, Lisa, and Chad, of course, but otherwise, I kept it to myself. It […]  “One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar.” -Helen Keller Thank you, Ms. Keller. Thank you.  Saturday evening I was sitting next to an under the weather Chanelle at our breakfast bar. The living room was littered with books, crayons, markers, coloring books, a dirty diaper, Meadow’s half finished bottle, and other miscellaneous toys that we use in an attempt to entertain Meadow. Chanelle had spent most of the day on […] |
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