An Elf & Her Grand Idea

**Before I get to the hot messiness of this story, I am going to tell you a back story** So this past Christmas Santa was struggling to get Q the perfect “big gift”. QMonster didn’t ask for anything (Well….technically he asked for things but his list included a riding lawn mower, a real monster truck, […]

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A Magic Wand In Pill Form

A happy pill a day keeps the crazy momma away. Literally. Not even kidding. I’ll admit, I have been on and off anxiety/anti-depressant meds for most of my adult life. I have, on more than one occasion, found myself overwhelmed, sad, or anxious. I know that I am a worrier and a stresser. I was […]

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2018: Word Of The Year

  Welp, it is that time again. Time for a new year’s resolution. Up until last year, this time of the year looked something like this: Come up with some much needed resolution (like recommitting to a diet  or waking up earlier for a morning workout or having a nighttime routine full of journaling and […]

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Planning The Chaos

Let me tell you a little bit about my family. I am text book definition Type A.  I like plans made in advance, calendars, and physical pen & paper to-do lists. JHub is more Type B. He is spontaneous, can function without his calendar, and keeps his to-dos in his head. We both are busy […]

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Crowned Up: A Stay-Cation

I hate the dentist. Like flat out HATE. Just thinking about going to the dentist gives me anxiety. No lie, I have to get the “happy gas” just to get my teeth cleaned. I ALWAYS tear up when I get in the chair. Don’t ask me why…I think its just my nerves.  I gag like […]

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RAD Isn’t Rad

A few weeks ago I started our “Beyond The Highlight Reel” series. I started off with a basic overview of some terms, therapies, and diagnosis I would be discussing in later blog posts….One of those terms is RAD. RAD or Reactive Attachment Disorder, was one of the first diagnosis we got for Q. With a […]

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Throwing Up Grace

“OH MY GOSH. QUINLAN JAMES!  GO TO THE BATHROOM. WHYYYYYY did you do that?” As much as I don’t want to, I have to admit I yelled this as QMonster sat in my bed throwing up what seemed like a gallon of chocolate milk. Nobody wants to be scolded when they are throwing up. I know […]

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