Some Babies are Rhinos
What is my fault? This is the question I wonder about often as I Let the Cymbalta slide down My throat. What am I to blame for? What can I … Read More
Culture. Angst. Love
What is my fault? This is the question I wonder about often as I Let the Cymbalta slide down My throat. What am I to blame for? What can I … Read More
In reading the pile of reports the school sent over regarding my youngest child, I thought: that’s not me. On every occasion in parenting, I am reminding how very few … Read More
Adoptive kids have a special layer of wonder in their lives. Why am I in this family? How did this happen to me? Who am I really? What might have been? … Read More
Patti said: “I haven’t been writing much for fear of cyber-whining.” Ohhhh Patti. I hear you. I counted. There are TWELVE posts from the last six months in my blog’s draft … Read More