To name of not to name? A debacle or triumphant claim.

So, I’m pregnant?! Well obviously, I’m vomiting non-stop, do I even still have ankles?! The medical bills, the announcements, should I even announce it? I mean I’m already a waddling, barely moving, always tired I’m Pregnant sign. Oh, it’s almost that time for names, here we go… Those thoughts pretty much succinctly expressed my feelings…

What lurks in the shadows

I never thought that there would come a day when I had to explain to my wild child that mommy isn’t crying because she’s sad, but really because she just doesn’t know what to do. It’s never easy for anyone growing up in split households let alone young children basking in their innocence. I am…