mamadrama

" Things people say" is a favorite topic in my child loss groups. One "well-meaning " friend said, "Just think of all the money you'll save on diapers!" And of course the always helpful, "Well, at least he was just a baby do you didn't have time to get attached!" I participated in a study in Boston with one of the priemer SIDS researchers and she found that more than half of the babies either had colds or acid reflux. Perhaps something went wrong in the information center and their little brains didn't know how to handle what was going on so they shut down momentarily to "reset" but couldn't. (Kind of like how young and otherwise healthy people were dying from H1N1- their bodies went into overdrive to fight the virus and that was ultimately its downfall.) Hopefully with more research we'll start seeing patterns and then be on our way to testing, treatment, etc. Mine couldn't be saved but my hope is that somebody else's can. So...Jess is a production setup, right? This can't be real. Ugh. Not even a green card would be worth that Anthony Perkins and Mother duo. Run, Jess, run!

Why stop with one? Take two and I'll throw in a kitten for free! 😉

My son would have turned 10 today. He died of SIDS when he was two months old. What bites is that we followed all the guidelines. Unfortunately, SIDS is just a catch-all for when they complete toxicology and an autopsy and still don't know. It's a cause of death by exclusion. I remember a week after his funeral when I ran into an old English teacher and when I told her that he'd passed away she'd sympathetically patted my shoulder and said, "I'm so sorry. Did you forget to put him on his back?"

My guess is that he's filled her head with all kinds of nonsense. He probably convinced her that he was having trouble in Brazil because of the language barrier, but that in KY he'd have a great job, a beautiful house, their own car... I mean, hell, wouldn't take much to convince her. They've been married for more than a year and still have to use an app to communicate.

I know, right?

I don't want to see any of that shit. I prefer to remain ignorant.

If I'd known about her stand on Nitrous Oxide I wouldn't have cancelled my appointment with her...

Angela says she hates "testes". At first I heard "Texas".

Yeah, those biopsies are no joke. My uterine hurt more than my bone marrow biopsy.

I don't think he gave her any money. Like Libby, I think he's a shit stirrer and he secretly enjoys playing his two women (his mom and his Brazilian of the Month) against each other.

Debbie: I wish Colt could be with someone like me Vanessa...

I know we just had the whole "no body shaming" convo, but Colt could use a trip to Molly's.

"Typical loud Americans?" Please don't group the rest of us in with your family.

Since I watch and support this trainwreck, I feel personally responsible for whatever ignorance the Karen Coven shows in Moldova.

I like to think of myself as white trash with (occasional) money. All Angela needs with her tattoo poking out, cigarettes stuffed down the bra, and laser lines on her chest is a case of Bubba Cola and Mountain Holler and she'd fit right into most of my family weddings.

Or a Greyhound station.

I say I won't watch the TwinOff but I lie.

Thanks. He's been fighting it since the fall. He had to be on homebound this year and it was hard (until the end when everyone was on homebound,). He's getting ready to start his third round of chemo. It's done a number on his heart. I've already watched one child die. I'll be damned if I outlive another. Aseulu's gonna have to write me a list so that I can keep track of how much the words cost. Are there holiday discounts?

So is Angela. I think that's her black tie scrunchy.

Yeah, really. I'm trying to figure out how to take it out and blow on it, old school Nintendo style, to fix it.

The kids and I had planned on backpacking Slovenia, Bosnia, Croatia, Austria, and Czech from August to December. I was homeschooling them abroad. But then my son got diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma. And, of course, the pandemic. We're still going, though. Just delaying a bit.

I put my socks, underwear, and t-shirts in big Ziploc bags and then squeeze the air out. But I spent many years toting around a backpack. Room was limited. Michael better not make another choice. I've invested too much time in this relationship.

I've been trying to find homes for the puppies all week. It's stressful. I'm late but ready for the shenanigans.

I mean, what the hell is this? These are allegedly grown-ups and they're acting like middle schoolers. "Swooning" over something that was created so that people didn't have to use actual words to convey feelings? I like Darcey but her love language must be "young adult generic coming of age novel" or "1980s John Hughes' Brat Pack film."

Took the key off and I'm not so sure she didn't move, too; the first house was a Sears & Roebuck house; this one's a small ranch. Her mistake when removing the key was to give him the new address.