The Battery Saga Continues

When my son was nine months old, he swallowed a disc battery. I had seen it the day before, sitting menacingly towards the back of the cabinet under the bathroom sink and thought to myself, "I must remember to get that". Of course, we had child locks on the cabinet, but my son was some [...]

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Postpartum

I really didn't think postpartum depression would be an issue for me - mainly because I'm already depressed. How could you have two forms of depression? Well, it turns out, you can. Postpartum, it seems, is much more physical. Or perhaps that's just because it's anxiety? Really, I don't even know how to write about this because [...]

Little Boy Blue

My little boy is now 26 1/2 months, though I usually do just say he's "just turned 2" (Mostly because I can't do math or figure out what month it is that quickly in my head, not because I'm not that annoying mom, because I am...). He's of course growing so quickly and learning so [...]

The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly Cry

Well, today has been a day. Thankfully, one that is almost over. In fact, I should already be in bed, considering I've gotten five - six hours of sleep the past two nights, which in and of itself is scary for a thyroid-addled depressive mom of a wild child but is absolutely terrifying for a [...]