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Playing House
When I was younger, I loved playing house. I would go outside and play in our log cabin playhouse (it was huge and made out of real wood by our neighbor) for hours. The playhouse was the place to be on our block, the entire backyard made into a kid’s playground dream. We were extremely…
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Reflections of a Year: 2019
Skimming through my posts from 2019, I realized it was a lot more eventful than I thought. No wonder I’m exhausted every single day! Exactly one year ago, I was reminiscing about 2018, which was an awful year. Awful may actually be too nice. We lost several family members in 2018, and we continued to…
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Chances
The past two weeks have been really tough. Greyson has barely slept, which means nobody in the Martin house is resting well, causing lots of grumpy kids. A new nightly ritual is that while we are eating dinner, G will impulsively throw his entire plate of food on the floor and scream bloody murder. He…
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King Size
Greyson has gone from 3 seizure meds, down to 2 in the past month. This transition has caused him to act out, become extremely impulsive, aggressive and nocturnal, though he doesn’t really sleep during the day either. Derek and I can deal with the lack of sleep, but the aggression is the worst of it.…
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Keeping the Faith
I have officially turned into an antisocial hermit! Despite my flaws in responding to texts, calls and emails from friends and family, I have become a pro at running on 3-4 hours of sleep per night, juggling a full-time job, managing appointments and services AND (trying) to keep it all together, (which is hard for…
