As it goes with these ugly truth posts, I wrote this in an emotional fever. Not even going back to edit it. And then it sat in my drafts, me too scared to hit “Publish”, too scared to really share the emotions that go with this gig. Me going back and rereading it over and over again- can I share this? Can I put myself out there? And then I always get that nagging thought- “You are not alone. There’s so many families out there in this same exact position. 1 in freaking 45 families according to the newest data. Other people need to know they are not alone too. That’s why you started blogging.” So here it is. Straight from my diary.
It was that terrible hour before bed. The hour where I proclaim all electronics are off limits and my children must use their toys or their imagination or both, oh the horrors. Brian needed a shower and he begrudgingly entered the bathroom, still on the cusp of being angry over the no-electronics lock-down. We’ve been […]