Remember those bad dreams of Choo-choo’s I told you about?
Well, when I was rocking him for bed, I could feel him trembling. I asked him if he was okay, but he told me he didn’t want to talk about it. Once it was time for him to go into his bed, he immediately started crying and the shaking got worse.
This surprised me, as he never showed any fear about sleeping in his bed. I didn’t know what to do. I did the only thing I could think of, which was to ask him why he was scared. Continue reading “Mother-son heart-to-heart”
I haven’t posted about this yet because I don’t want to jinx it, but Choo-choo has been sleeping through the night. YAY!!! I mean, this is seriously awesome.
He hadn’t slept all night through in I literally cannot remember how long. I thought it would never happen. There was one little blip earlier this year, but that ended rather quickly. I had completely given up hope. I even stopped mentioning it to him. Continue reading “Progress (and it’s a big one!)”
I’ve been avoiding talking about the events that have recently occurred in America. This is not because I don’t care. I care immensely about people, both in my country and around the world. So much so that I find myself in a catch-22, avoiding the news because it hurts too much to know what is happening yet unable and unwilling to turn a blind eye. Continue reading “The state of this world”
You all know I love my son Choo-choo with my whole heart. I have mentioned this more than just a time or two.
Despite this love, however, I still cannot think of my pregnancy without waves of anxiety washing over me. My heart races; my stomach churns. I feel lightheaded, like I might faint at any given moment.
There were only two good things about my pregnancy, according to me both then and now: Continue reading “Pregnancy woe”