This is what happens EVERY TIME Peyton gets a hold of the camera. I seriously have like 50 pictures, some in every folder, just like these.
I’m on heavy painkillers. You should know this from the start. Had my tubes tied and my uterus set aflame. Awesome. I’m doing good, thanks for asking. Hopefully I won’t need said painkillers coming in the next day or two. They make me feel fuzzy. And not the warm and fuzzy kind. He didn’t give… Continue reading Words
You know what? Screw it. I’m tired of pretending I’m on top of things. I’m not. Autism SUCKS. I hate it more and more everyday. I do not hate Casey. It is not his fault that he has autism (on a side not, I’m still not convinced that it’s not my fault that he has… Continue reading Real Freaking Autism
Today I had a pre-op appointment with my OB. I’m getting my tubes tied and torching my uterus next week. My mom keeps asking me if I know if I’m sure that we are done having kids. This is something I know for sure. We. Are. Done. I’ve written this blog post several different ways… Continue reading This I know for sure
So, my new favorite thing is to see who visits this blog. It does wonders for my self esteem (I laugh as I say that because right now my self esteem lives in the fold between my belly and my legs). And the craziest thing has started to happen- people are googling me! I’m so… Continue reading You Googled ME!
So, Abby only poos in clean diapers. She’s a princess. So tonight I know she’s ready to go- so I only PRETEND to change her diaper. I don’t. Sure enough, right after I velcroed it shut, she went. A slight smile of satisfaction came across her face, but I had won. I even rubbed it… Continue reading poo wars.