Did you know my son had a cleft lip? First, let's start off with some definitions. Cleft lip: a congenital split in the upper lip on one or both sides of the center, often associated with a cleft palate. Cleft Palate: a congenital split in the roof of the mouth. My son had a cleft … Continue reading My Son’s Cleft Lip
Often times, people seem interested in what my day to day life looks like. I've spent a lot of time thinking about how I wanted to write this or if I even wanted to. It's hard to admit that my life hasn't been the healthiest. For those that don't know, I'm a Juvenile Probation/Parole Specialist … Continue reading Daily Life
I cannot believe that it is already almost a New Year! How time flies! Resolutions will be made by all. Instead of resolutions, I'm setting goals. Refusing to let the next year go by the seat of my pants, I'm going to be very intentional about my time and how I spend it. Post at … Continue reading Goals for 2019
My son and I shared a first day today (Oct 16). Today started a new daycare for him and a new job for me. My new job was planned while the new daycare was not. Yesterday, when I picked him up from his old daycare, he had three- THREE- bite marks on his stomach and … Continue reading First Days
When I first started writing this article, I hadn't heard anything except screaming from my son all day long. I had a break when he fell asleep on my lap. Then later on around 7 pm...His fever spiked high. We decided to take him to the ER and a good thing we did. When they … Continue reading Screaming Child.
Food=Love=Life. Seriously, food can make any day better. Good food that is. I've never been much of a cook. I could make grilled cheese, premade mac n cheese, and eggs when I went to college and until now. That's it. I'm 22 almost 23, and I graduated from college last May. I'm just now learning … Continue reading Food, love, Life
I never get to finish my coffee. That sentence is almost sacrilegious, isn't it? But it's the truth. Every time I pour myself some coffee and sit to drink it, it seems my son needs something or the other taken care of. I always get interrupted by the need for a diaper change (he's 14 … Continue reading Unfinished Coffee