Sometimes I hate my children…

  Ok hate is a strong term. More like strongly dislike sometimes. I am sure there is some Sanctimommy choking over her organic lactation tea right now. All I have to say is suck it. First off, I love my children with every fiber that is in my body. If anyone thought about every harm … Continue reading Sometimes I hate my children…

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If I had one wish…

This post was one I had originally written and posted as a contributor for The Bipolar Parenting Project.  It would be that neither of my children developed Bipolar Disorder. However it is most likely definite at this point. My father’s mother was schizoaffective. My father is bipolar. I am bipolar along with two of my brothers. I truly believe … Continue reading If I had one wish…

Small Joys

I want my sons to know the feeling The feeling of cool green grass between their toes The sweet breeze dancing through the trees Across their smiling faces I want to my house to be full of laughter echoing through the halls Hugs and kisses Imagination running wild I want the small joys that life … Continue reading Small Joys