What are these weird itchy clothes? I thought we were riding….Why am I being carried up to all these doors. Why am being asked to hold this bucket. I don’t know that person. Why are they touching me. Nope. Don’t touch me. Why am I being put in Continue reading
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Not So Special Halloween
Growing up, Halloween was a decently big deal. Mainly just for the night though. I remember Halloween cookies or carving pumpkins. That’s not to say we didn’t do it, I just didn’t manage to archive those memories very well I guess. I remember the uproar caused by deciding what to be for Halloween Continue reading
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I Dream of Brothers
I have struggled so much accepting what my children mean to each other since my youngest son was born. Kolt’s needs and circumstances most often take the forefront, always causing Kash to have to wait.
I so often feel like so many of Kash’s experiences are stolen by Kolt’s needs. Truth be told, I feel like Kolt’s needs have stolen nearly everything. Dreams, relationships, time, experiences, freedoms….the list goes on, but that’s another story. Being such a young child, it’s understandably difficult for Kash to constantly
One Well Momma 