Category Archives: The Spouse

I Was Not Prepared For the Rainbow Pregnancy…


So I haven’t been writing as much as I was hoping to, the holidays were busy, and I have been dealing with all the lovely pregnancy things.

As most of you probably know, this is a rainbow baby for me. I found out I was pregnant exactly five months to the day after I found out I was pregnant…a pregnancy that would end in miscarriage.

I have gone through feelings and emotional episodes that put the feelings and emotional episodes of my other pregnancies to shame, made them look like pure child’s play. I thought I would feel better when I passed the point at which I miscarried in April…and I did, but then I was like “Okay, I need to get to 12 weeks. Surely I’ll feel better then.”

Nope. I wasn’t prepared for this at all. No article, all of which were well written and very helpful, prepared me for this, though they all seemed to be along the line of “It’s normal to be afraid during a rainbow pregnancy.” Continue reading

Silver Linings and Hodge-podge…


silver linings, rainbow, storm, bright side, optimism, life, mental health,

There’s always a silver lining…or a rainbow…

 

I’ve tried so hard lately to keep my eyes on the silver linings…you know, the upside to unpleasant situations and happenings. For the most part, I’ve been pretty successful in this attempt. Last Friday was one of those days that severely tested my determination to always look on the bright side of things. Continue reading

Consumer Review: Spicy Subscriptions


(Note: This was supposed to be published on Friday, however, as anyone who follows me on Facebook will know, I had quite the maelstrom of bad luck that day, the worst one being my laptop’s backlight finally giving up the ghost and rendering my laptop unusable.)

Last summer, I was asked to review Spicy Subscriptions, an adult-themed monthly subscription box. I ended up loving it. A couple of weeks ago, I was asked to review their April box, and I was more than happy to do so. Continue reading

Turning 30? No, Not Me…


I have a birthday coming up. *coughJune24thcough*

It’s a big one. The big 3-0. And it can kiss my behind. I refuse to turn 30, and here’s why:

A lot of people celebrate ‘milestone’ birthdays. At 13, you’re officially a teenager. At 16 (in my home state of PA), you could drive. At 18, you were an adult in the eyes of the government. You could vote, enlist in the military, and do things without asking your parents first. At 21, you could drink. Continue reading

Motherhood and Romance…and Spicy Subsciptions


As a mother, I find it difficult sometimes to remember that there is another person in the household who needs attention almost as much as the kids do.

Today, I’m going to be talking about a very important topic…motherhood and romance. By romance, I mean almost every aspect. Whether you’re a single mom and dating, or whether you’re in a committed relationship with your significant other, being a mom often means the same, regardless of relationship status. You are on call, day and night, every single day of the year. At any moment, a little voice could call out “Mommy!!”, and you are obligated to answer. So how on earth are you supposed to have any time or energy left for the other part of your equation? Especially when they want to…you know…have some “us” time? Continue reading

Pervasive Parental Paranoia…


It must be alliteration day, that title is even making me roll my eyes, but for the life of me, I can’t figure out a better one. It fits like an Isotoner glove.

I’ve written over at Mom-Spot.com a couple of times, I am a contributing blogger there, though with everything we have been going through in Casa de Wench, with illnesses, and other issues, I only recently submitted another blog after an absence of a couple months.

I was going to write about my temper (towards poor Mister…not towards my kids, never towards them), and how sometimes I feel I need anger management, or at the very least, couples counseling with the Mister, and relationship issues, but that can wait. It seems *this* entry is pressing against the front of my head more urgently. Continue reading

Girl, Disrupted (A State of Mental Health)


This topic has been a long time coming. Mental health. How many of you inwardly cringed at that? I sure did, and for many different reasons.

I’ve been told that maybe I shouldn’t talk about this. That maybe if I want to turn my blog into revenue, I should keep it upbeat. Screw that. This blog, above all else, is my outlet. That and most moms who have turned their blogs into revenue are simply honest, simply themselves.

If you’re a regular reader, you have been there with me as I have fought (I say fight, because it is a fight, and ‘struggle’ just sounds so defeatist) postpartum depression. I have been frank with you as I’ve described the lows, the relief of recovery, the heartbreak of a downslide. Continue reading