{via} (names of those mentioned in this post have been changed to protect privacy) When you’re labeled as one of the popular kids growing up, you are given a power. And the way I see it, you get to choose early on in life just how you are going to use that power. For good, or for bad. To be the mean girl. Or be th[...]
{photo via} So, there was this one time, nearly 2 years ago... It was shortly after this incident, and I had reached a breaking point in my life as a fairly new mom. One of those days where nothing went as planned, where I felt like I would meltdown at any moment if I didn't get away, if I didn't have some time alone, for j[...]
If you haven't already noticed, cohesion has decided to take a vacation from my blog posts for a while---this one included. I blame it on my post-pregnancy brain. There's no telling how long it could last. ****** Nothing like an invitation to your 10 year high school reunion to make you really[...]
WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about your birth story and share a link with us in the comments section. WARNING: This post contains a few graphic photos of my delivery. Nothing too crazy, but just wanted to give you a heads up. ********** It's no secret that pregnancy is about my least favorite experience ever. I spend the entire p[...]
WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about one of your best friends and link up in the comments. Or just leave a comment telling us a bit about your bestie. ************ Abby: Does it make me sound incredibly self-absorbed when I tell you that I wonder what you would write about me? Little does Abby know, but she is completely incapable of[...]
This is what sleep is like for my little babe. Sweaty. Mouth open. Restless. Snoring. Tossing. Turning. Moaning. With frequent bursts of hysterical crying. This behavior has always alarmed us. But it's also all we have ever known. Pretty much since birth, Lil W has been a "difficult" sleeper. Never having slept through the night[...]
You can't put a price on friendship. And I was reminded of that this weekend. After high school, I went off to college. And slowly but surely I lost touch with the friends I had grown so close with over the previous four years. I've learned that I'm the type of person who finds it easier to "lose touch" with those I am separat[...]
