A Small Town Moment

When I stop and remember to count my many blessings, (I. too, get wrapped up in the desire for more, so that I often forget the wondrous bounty that surrounds me.) small town life is often very high on my list. Because I know that if I lived in KC proper or even one of its many burbs, my life would be very different than the one I enjoy now. I'm not saying that's a bad thing but the moment I'm going to tell you about, probably wouldn't have had the poignancy if it hadn't been set in a small town.

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Why I Hate the End of the School Year

The whining, in my household, begins on the first of March and continues until I quit dragging the children from their beds, at the crack of dawn, at the end of May. And then they continue getting up on their own, even though we could sleep in!

And the reason for the whining? A horrific case of The Wants. 

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Every Day's a Hostage Situation

     That's how I feel most days. In case you didn't realize it, I'm the hostage and I live by the whims of my children/captors. I can't make plans because even the best laid will be contingent upon the moods of three, temperamental, asshats determined to be dictator of my schedule.
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The Levels Program

Myriam stimming. (It's a self soothing behavior, in this case, spinning
but can also be any repetitive motion.)
     Sometimes, out of nowhere, reality bitch slaps me in the face. Often times it's the little things, the nothing things that make me realize how different my path is from the "normal" mommies. Sometimes, it's bigger; somehow more significant. The past couple of weeks was all of that and more.
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Here We Go Again....



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