Cancer · Chemo mom · Chemomom · Childhood Cancer · Parenting · pediatric cancer

What Nearly Losing My Child Taught Me About Parenting.

After nearly losing a child, I find that my approach to raising her and her siblings has completely changed.  I learned so much about how to parent from her.  This is what I’ve learned: Protect your children at ALL costs. I shouldn’t have to explain this one.  You were given your child as a gift.… Continue reading What Nearly Losing My Child Taught Me About Parenting.

Cancer · Chemo mom · Childhood Cancer · children · Histiocytosis · liver disease · Motherhood · Parenting · pediatric cancer · PTSD

PTSD for Parents of Children with Chronic Illnesses.

This $hi+ is real, people.  It’s real.  And this one was a hard one to write.  Not because I didn’t want to put it out there, cause I’m not ashamed.  It happened to me.  It wasn’t something that I chose.  It was hard to write because I had a hard couple of days with this… Continue reading PTSD for Parents of Children with Chronic Illnesses.

children · Comedy · husband · Love · Motherhood · Parenting

Monday Sophie-isms early afternoon.

Being sick at home sucks.  Just sayin’.  I get bored easy and I don’t want to watch TV cause daytime TV is horrible and Netflix doesn’t have anything I’m interested in watching, and while I do LOVE sleeping, when you’re sick and you feel all gross, sleeping is kinda gross cause you wake up all… Continue reading Monday Sophie-isms early afternoon.

Comedy · Love · Motherhood

Monday Tradition VERY Late… cause apparently I suck.

I’m gonna go ahead and copyright some of this stuff… some of it’s going in the book. Yeah… Monday came and went with a spectacular whooshing sound, and no fun filled Sophie-isms were supplied.  I am a negligent and bad blogger.  Don’t pout.  There are worse things.  Like dried up dry-erase markers.  That is worse. … Continue reading Monday Tradition VERY Late… cause apparently I suck.

Motherhood · Parenting

How I know I’m the Parent of the Year (total Bull$hi+ you won’t hear me spouting in public)

So you know how before you have kids you have all these thoughts like “I’ll never say ‘because I said so’ and I’ll never spank my kid and I’ll never do X or God forbid, I’ll never do Y to my amazing children because they are going to be amazing/ wonderful creatures that need to… Continue reading How I know I’m the Parent of the Year (total Bull$hi+ you won’t hear me spouting in public)

fighting · husband · Love · marriage · princess bride

Wuv, TWUE wuv leads to Mawage. How we stay mawwied.

I am 13 years into a marriage with a great guy.   We met in August of 2000.  I was 20, he was 22, and we were both so stupid and so young.  He says he thought I was mysterious.  I thought he was goofy and funny.   I lured him to sneak into the swimming pool… Continue reading Wuv, TWUE wuv leads to Mawage. How we stay mawwied.

#NursesUnite · Accent · Comedy · identity · Love · Parenting · prejudice · Southern

I talk pretty (and other musings from someone with an accent).

I’m Southern (with a capital “S”).  I was born in Baton Rouge, Louisiana and grew up in Greensboro, NC.  My Momma’s family has been in Mississippi since the 1830s, from what I’ve been able to trace, and my Daddy’s family was in the North Georgia Appalachian mountains since the 1740s, so far as I’ve been… Continue reading I talk pretty (and other musings from someone with an accent).