Sex Trafficking. A horrible, despicable, disgusting thing that happens in other countries. Parents sell their children so they can eat. Orphans plucked off the street. Women without protection, family, or home lulled by the promise of a better life...
I sat down here to write this on a whim. Well… Actually you might call it inspiration because right now that Mama I’m talking to feels like she’s me. Maybe she is. And maybe I’m writing this to myself on here so that you can...
It blows my mind that that is a controversial statement. In a common sense, functional society that would be a ridiculous statement because it would be widely known as, well, COMMON SENSE. For those of you who don’t know the technicality or...
So this is supposed to be a Recipe Wednesday. Usually I love, love, love trying new recipes to share with you guys on here. Not lately. Lately I’ve been so sick food doesn’t even sound edible. Nope, not food poisoning. Nope, not the...
So, after my last post on postpartum depression, I got some feedback from strong, lovely women in my life that literally made me pause. It continues to amaze me how many women fight with this, and often refuse to admit it is an issue, whether it be...
I feel really strange writing this post, as I am in the midst of some of this struggle myself. It’s hard to admit, isn’t it? I can have long stretches of ‘normal’, but then the darkness and frustration hits and I feel like I...
Someone took advantage of you. It’s been years, 6 even, but the pain still burns. It’s with you always. Sometimes it’s so faint, you smile and laugh and think you have a happy life. But then the present pain sparks and the flame...
The baby’s crying for the 11th time this hour. It’s 80 degrees outside and the air blowing through the open kitchen window of your 2nd floor apartment does nothing to help the heat. Supper is only 1/2 done, there’s still veggies to...
This is such a controversial, mud-flinging, fire-breathing, lash-out-irrationally topic. Don’t scream at me yet, ok? Hear me out. I feel the scorching gaze of some of you already, but I’m gonna keep going. 😉 So, first off, I totally...
The day of your first child’s birth. Beautiful. Raw. Precious. Difficult. And more than anything the most lovely, trying, learning experience you could ever begin. Veteran moms will tell you, 2 weeks. Give it two weeks. Breastfeeding...
