Trapped in my life.

Picture this. It’s Mother’s Day. And I’m sad. Like, really sad. And kind of mad. But I don’t know why. I mean, yes, I’m freaking ravenous (slightly long story) so maybe it’s that but it’s not really. That doesn’t build the tears behind my eyes or the scream in my chest. That didn’t create theRead more

The Kiddo Connundrum: Addendum

Oh moms, we’re all in this chin-deep aren’t we? And non-moms, you have your own beasts. And dads…men. Well, write your own blog 😉 I usually use this forum to talk about how lucky I am (ugh, that sounds horrible and conceited…but true), comment on my personal pursuit of happiness, chronicle child development and lifeRead more

Second Born: It’s a[nother] GIRL! (Birth Story-Part III)

Hopefully this post can catch you up. Basically my second baby (for whom gender is unknown) is about twenty minutes away from making her grand entrance. And I’ve got no drugs. Between the last posting and this one I finally got a chance to sit down with Tony and rehash some of this from hisRead more

Sobriety: A Lifesaver (Part IV)

This is the fourth post in a five-part series discussing addiction, recovery [relapse], and long-term sobriety. As I celebrate five substance-free years, I am taking the time to [publicly] look back at where I really was in the months preceding my “clean date”, how I got to where I am now, and the ongoing implicationsRead more

Hello, September. You sure look different…

I have weird butterflies as I open the “Add New Post” page. Is it because it’s been so long since I’ve done so? Is it because I’m not quite sure what to say? How to say? Is it excitement? Trepidation? Blogger’s guilt? I truly have no idea. I do know that this posts marks theRead more

Turning a day around.

Sorry to everyone waiting for the Part II of M&M’s birth story. I’ve been otherwise occupied this week! Last night my baby sister (I’m the oldest of four) graduated from high school. This caused me to be out until about 11pm and, with pumping and decompressing, I didn’t get to sleep until midnight. I typicallyRead more

My name is Ashley, and I am an Introvert.

If there were another -ism to the widely accepted list (sexism, racism, ageism, etc.) I would lobby hard for temperamentism. Okay, so it doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue, but the concept is spot on. Our society, and the many industries that coexist to form it, is suited to extroverts. It’s all about them. AndRead more

Why I’m letting my baby Cry It Out.

Here are a few hints: No, I don’t want to traumatize her. Yes, I love her dearly. Yes, I have a heart. No, I’m not trying to detach from her. I want good sleep. And good awake time. For all of us. When Dot was a baby she slept with me. She slept on me.Read more