Down The Drain

 There was a lot of crying today at the pediatrician's office. It wasn't caused by Linus getting his flu shot or Alice's throat culture.Josie flushed one of her favorite toys down the toilet. I don't usually allow the kids to bring toys to the doctor's office. Alice's temperature was nearing 104 and Josie had been playing with her Kawaii Crush doll all morning, so I decided to give in when they asked to bring something special to play with....more


There I stood, in the middle of Times Square, completely exposed.The backpack slung over my shoulder was the only coverage I had. Swinging the bag across the front of my body, I tried to figure out which was the better side to cover. ...more


Three picture frames were piled at the edge of the dining room table. Linus picked up on of the frames and gazed at the sepia print of a small baby. Unsure, he showed me the picture and asked, "Who is that?"My heart stopped.As much as I want to climb to the rooftop and scream their names to the heavens, I cannot even say their names aloud without my voice catching in my throat....more


 People are naturally drawn to Josie.Her infectious little laugh rings in yours ears and can evoke a smile on even the darkest of days. With an unsteady gait, she is not as fast as the other kids. Her climbing skills are only starting to develop, but she wants to be in the middle of the action on the playground. With older siblings to hold her hand and guide her, I don't have any reason to fear as I wach her ascend the staircase to the slide....more

Free Panties

 The colorful mailer from Victoria's Secret was tucked in-between bills and circulars. Normally, I would probably have thrown it out, but something made me open it.I am not one to get overly excited about underpants. Also, its been 4 babies since I bought anything at Victoria's Secret. Opening the mailer, I noticed three coupons. They were circular and colorful, like pieces of candy, you couldn't help but want whatever they were selling.Free Panties! ...more

Living With A Chronic Illness

 Awoken by the soft mewing of a newborn's cry, I turned over and swung my legs over the side of the bed. Before my feet reached the floor, shards of glass pierced through my heels. I could barely walk. This was a nightmare I couldn't wake up from.As the mother of 6 young children, I was clearly unprepared for the reality I was facing. In an instant, I was thrust into someone else's life. Someone I did not recognize....more

Penis Envy? Not Me!

I don't have a penis, but I live with three of them.The littlest one is always out and about.Always.Since I do not own one myself, I have this irrational fear the little boy is going to cut his penis off in some tragic accident.I mean, there it is right out in front, waiting for disaster.The following scenarios run through my mind as he runs around the house.Door closes on it...chop!Safety scissors slip...chop!Flying leap off the wall unit...chop!...more

A Worthy Fight

What type of parent doesn't fight for their child?My father chose to give up.After I was out of my teens, he explained to me that my mother made his life very difficult. There was always an issue with child support or visitation and he couldn't deal with the constant arguing.Six year old me just wanted her daddy.No stories exist about our lives before the divorce. Does anyone remember what my life looked like back then? We were a family. Somewhere down the line, my parents forgot that....more

Preparing For A Stress-Free Day At The Beach

My husband hates the beach. I am not sure which he dislikes more, the risk of sunburn or the annoying feeling of sand in between his toes. Plus, I am neurotic about letting my kids anywhere near water, so he has to put up with me too.When summer arrives, it doesn't take much to convince him that we should bring the kids to the beach, aka, Lake Taghkanic....more
I completely concur, anyone going to the beach must bring plenty of to engage their kids while ...more

Break The Silence

Was I ready to relive the pain of stillbirth?My fingers trembled as I turned on the television. Who was I kidding? I wasn't brave enough to do this. I can't even watch the opening of “Up” without tearing up. I started to change the channel, but I couldn't do it. I was transfixed watching, knowing full well what was going to play out.My husband walked in and realized I was watching “that movie.”...more
Sending BIG hugs of comfort. Unfortunately, I too know the stillness of labor room when the ...more