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when you get knocked down, part-2
So as I mentioned in
https://slightlysarahblog.com/2016/09/08/when-you-get-knocked-down-part-1/
This is personal writing that I did not intend to share. So the letter below is a very raw piece I wrote to my child. I feel compelled to share all of this now because of the shadow and stigma attached to any child labeled “less than perfect”.
This is a piece I wrote for Eve the night before she had her “evaluation”. I write both girls letters on and off so they have them when they are older. I did not realize how scared I really was until I read this back to myself.
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When you get knocked down-Part 1
These next few posts were actually not written for this blog, they were just my person pieces, written because that’s how I deal with stress. I decided to blog this part of my life because I think maybe it could help someone else. Also, it is real, true and very relevant to me, and that is what I promise you guys when I write.
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Pre-School Basics – Part 2
Just a little follow up to yesterday’s post, where I was ranting and raving about enrolling my daughter in college, I mean pre-school. So what I didn’t tell you guys is that yesterday I got to stay in the classroom and observe. Today was our first drop off day.
Does this little baby look like she can be dropped off??? OK, fine this is an old picture, but she still looks like this to me.
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School Bus Assholes
Hey Ya’ll
So school has started or is starting in the next day or two. Just a friendly PSA to brush up on your school bus rules. OK, first of all let’s remember when we were kids on the school bus. Yes, that’s right, I didn’t have one of those booshie ass childhoods. I rode the school bus. Yes, kids picked on me and I am semi -traumatized from the school bus, but that is not the point. The point is;
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Let’s talk about Boobs, Baby!
So today we are talking all about breastfeeding. I want to start out by saying, this post is about helping women who chose to breastfeed. If you do not breastfeed for whatever reason, I love you all the same.
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Don’t Kill Charlotte !
I’m sure you all have heard the phrase “try looking at the world through the eyes of a child”. Well, I personally never put any thought into those words until yesterday. My 3-year-old daughter changed my perspective, and cured a lifelong fear with just four words. (Mommy, don’t kill Charlotte.)
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Dear Mom, I’m Sorry
So now that I am a mom myself, I have one very overdue apology to address.
Dear Mom,
#1. I am sorry for asking “what’s for dinner?”, every single freakin’ day.
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Mom Guilt…Yuck
Today’s post is going to be a little more serious than usual. Ready, put your serious face on kids.
I want to talk about “mom guilt”. Mom guilt; is that disgusting feeling that lurks in the pit of every good moms’ stomach anytime she thinks, does, or says something not revolving around her babies.
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Evil Easter Bunny
So basically you have kids, and holidays completely change. You are no longer leisurely shopping. Planning which house to hit, and which to skip, in order to obtain the perfect holiday meal. You become a complete psycho in hopes of creating magical memories for your offspring. Let me tell you how Easter this year was a total “Mom Fail”.
SlightlySarah 