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2 days of liquids only | confessions of a complicated mother
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Confessions of a complicated mother. 2 days of liquids only. Oh man its that time of night. i want a friggin cookie. or a bite of a grilled cheese. or a bbq baked lays chip. or an apple. whew. its way harder to do a cleanse/fast at home than at a spa in palm desert. duh. Must comfort and anesthetize (spell check please) myself with tv at least. otherwise i’d have much more to say about day 1. By complicatedmama on January 10, 2011. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
December | 2007 | confessions of a complicated mother
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Confessions of a complicated mother. Archive for December, 2007. Boob on the mend. Bull; December 31, 2007 • 9 Comments. Today doesn’t suck as much. Bull; December 30, 2007 • 1 Comment. Day 2 of the Big F*cking Nightmare. Bull; December 30, 2007 • 6 Comments. I hate this day. Bull; December 29, 2007 • 4 Comments. The Big F*cking Nightmare, Day 1. Bull; December 29, 2007 • 2 Comments. Bull; December 29, 2007 • 1 Comment. The ghost of christmas past. Bull; December 28, 2007 • 5 Comments.
I’m starting the Master Cleanse tomorrow | confessions of a complicated mother
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Confessions of a complicated mother. I’m starting the Master Cleanse tomorrow. Oh lordy, sobriety has the strangest side effects. Such as, we (my self, my husband and our 3, 6, and 9-year-old kids) recently spent 5 nights, including Christmas, camping on an uninhabited island in the Sea of Cortez. It was friggin’ unbelievable. I actually shed a few tears when we said goodbye to our guide. I swear I left a piece of myself on that island. Sigh. It’s the end of my sole Ease-In day and I’ve consumed, roughly...
six word memoir | confessions of a complicated mother
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Confessions of a complicated mother. You are ALL tagged, every single one of you, to write a six word memoir. here. in my comments. Check out this link to the six word memoir on love and heartbreak. Project at smith magazine. but i want to hear it first. Here’s my six word memoir:. Dead babies, live babies, what else? By complicatedmama on January 30, 2009. 11 Responses to “six word memoir”. I truly love this project. I wrote one last summer but now I forget it. I will work on another. Once the medicatio...
sobriety! go figure. | confessions of a complicated mother
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Confessions of a complicated mother. I’ve been sober since otober 13. no alchohol, no recreational drugs, no pills (except zoloft of course). so far it is way better than being unsober. way better. Gotta sign off now because littleurchintoddler clad in fuzzy footie pj’s just came to me and said, “you play zingo wif me mama? 8221; then she raced off and started putting away the blocks and said “i’m cleaning up so fast, are you done mama? 8221; what’s a mother to do? By complicatedmama on November 13, 2009.
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The Commune Child: A Beginning
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It takes a commune. Wednesday, January 2, 2008. A most unconventional household and its adventures in the babyverse. Our high-school sweetheart heroines embark on trying to conceive, and their bewildered roommate compels himself not to run from the room in terror every time the word 'cervix' comes into the conversation. Philosophy, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Indian food, and how much they'll have to clean when there's a baby around are prime topics of conversation. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
The Commune Child: January 2009
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It takes a commune. Saturday, January 31, 2009. I find it a bit sad, but I'm declaring an amnesty again, so that I don't stop writing because I missed a few days. I tend to miss one day and then feel guilty and keep skipping and that's how I didn't blog for months and months the last time. So. On the way to Jacksonville, we recreated part of our honeymoon trip up the east coast of Florida. We stopped in Meibourne and Daytona Beach. We flew back to Brooklyn tonight and got in a few hours ago. I don't ...
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a charmed life?: September 2009
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Do not judge by mere appearances; for the light laughter that bubbles on the lip often mantles over the depths of sadness, and the serious look may be the sober veil that covers a divine peace and joy. Tuesday, September 22, 2009. In the one life that we've got. Where do we go from here. How do we carry on. I can't get beyond the questions. Clambering for the scraps. In the shatter of the collapsed. It cuts me with every could-have-been. Pain on pain on play, repeating. What of the wretched hollow. She r...
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a charmed life?: March 2010
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Do not judge by mere appearances; for the light laughter that bubbles on the lip often mantles over the depths of sadness, and the serious look may be the sober veil that covers a divine peace and joy. Wednesday, March 10, 2010. The end of the line. It kinda feels like the end of the pregnancy line, if you know what i mean. i'm there; i've arrived. And YES, there will be pictures.but probably not soon. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. The end of the line. Or so we thought.
There's Weenie Juice on my Cookie!: Smoking and lippy, the remix
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There's Weenie Juice on my Cookie! Another single woman in her 30's bemoaning her fate of childlessness, and struggling with infertility. Yes, I would like some cheese to go with my whine! Wednesday, September 02, 2009. Smoking and lippy, the remix. Not long ago, I wrote an entire post about two things: my lip-product addiction, and smoking. . Apparently those things are quite important in my life, because once again they have been on my mind enough that I feel the need to revisit the topics. But now th...
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a charmed life?: January 2010
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Do not judge by mere appearances; for the light laughter that bubbles on the lip often mantles over the depths of sadness, and the serious look may be the sober veil that covers a divine peace and joy. Friday, January 1, 2010. It's been so long that i almost forgot my sign-in. seriously, i sat here and mentally tried different words until i remembered. it describes the best state i could've hoped to achieve with a dead baby. And ran off screaming across the cemetery. her other daughter ran off after ...
There's Weenie Juice on my Cookie!: September 2009
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There's Weenie Juice on my Cookie! Another single woman in her 30's bemoaning her fate of childlessness, and struggling with infertility. Yes, I would like some cheese to go with my whine! Thursday, September 03, 2009. Today I am experiencing a mixture of overwhelming excitement and stomach-churning dread. . In the wee hours of the morning, I made the final payment on my car. . It's actually a month early, but I went ahead and paid the balance just to be finished with the darned thing. . Socialization...
There's Weenie Juice on my Cookie!: An end
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There's Weenie Juice on my Cookie! Another single woman in her 30's bemoaning her fate of childlessness, and struggling with infertility. Yes, I would like some cheese to go with my whine! Wednesday, January 30, 2013. Being a grown-up sucks. I lost my dad seven years ago. Im so very sorry for your loss. I am so sorry to hear. Sending my condolenceץ. Oh I am so very sorry for your loss. :(. I am so very sorry for your loss. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. I Want To Be A Mommy.
There's Weenie Juice on my Cookie!: July 2009
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There's Weenie Juice on my Cookie! Another single woman in her 30's bemoaning her fate of childlessness, and struggling with infertility. Yes, I would like some cheese to go with my whine! Tuesday, July 14, 2009. Let me reiterate: 43 employees HERE, not company/worldwide. Right here at corporate headquarters. Which is roughly 10% of the people working here. Holy shit. I might be unemployed again before the week is up. Fuck. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. I Want To Be A Mommy.
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Letters to Talya
A Glimpse of the Past. What does that mean? What have I learned about acceptance, and am I willing to accept what I am learning about acceptance and practice that? The absence of trouble,. Simply is knowing God is right there with you in the midst of the trouble. So I practice peace while I’m learning to accept people as they are. Then I was asked: What if someone were judging me and not accepting me? How would I feel? I said quickly, and a little bit sad, hurt and maybe angry? Well, I try. I ponder at t...
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Letters to Television | because if you're going to review TV, you may as well go straight to the source…
Skip to main content. Skip to secondary content. Because if you're going to review TV, you may as well go straight to the source…. Dear Him & Her. November 15, 2011. Dear Him and Her, (BBC3, Tuesdays @10.30pm). Well, Tuesday nights eh? Wilfred - made Tuesday nights something other than an orgy of chicken grease and onanism. Why am I telling you about how great I thought Wilfred was? No, he thought he'd gone to bed with Angelina Jolie! Of course I let him! Pete Burns - pop star, pin cushion, primate.
Letters to...
Sunday, October 16, 2016. And am still learning every day, but I can see the confidence God has allowed me as your mom. After all, He chose me specifically for you so why doubt that I'm exactly who you need me to be? Almost every single night, since our first night home from the hospital, I have sang you to sleep. I have sang the chorus to the same song every night. As I sing, I pray these words and more over your life. I pray that God would fill your heart with dreams. To dare to do great things. Yesyou...
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Writing to God
Writing my prayers down on paper. Friday, May 25, 2012. Writing, prayer, God Life. Sunday, May 20, 2012. Writing, prayer, God Omniscience. Thursday, September 1, 2011. Luke 12:22) When Your Son said this to His disciples, He was telling them not to be anxious. Then Paul, the apostle echoed the same thought in Philippians, "Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.". Writing, prayer, God Fear of God. Man prides himself...
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confessions of a complicated mother
Confessions of a complicated mother. 2 days of liquids only. Bull;January 10, 2011 • Leave a Comment. Oh man its that time of night. i want a friggin cookie. or a bite of a grilled cheese. or a bbq baked lays chip. or an apple. whew. its way harder to do a cleanse/fast at home than at a spa in palm desert. duh. Must comfort and anesthetize (spell check please) myself with tv at least. otherwise i’d have much more to say about day 1. I’m starting the Master Cleanse tomorrow. And I got my first colonic....
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Letters To The Big C
Letters To The Big C. If you're awake at 3 am, you're likely either working the night shift, or you're a cancer patient, or you're worrying about a cancer patient. Nobody prepares you for the wolves that come to you that late at night, the ones that disturb your sleep with their whispers of anxiety and fear. They steal your energy just by their existence, when energy is the one resource that you need most of all. Letters To The Big C is armor against the wolves and energy for the fight. Letters to the Bi...
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Letters to the big guy upstairs. . . | My ramblings, frustrations, inspirations, insights, opinions, emotions, prayers to God, and general day to day craziness that occurs in my head!
Letters to the big guy upstairs. . . My ramblings, frustrations, inspirations, insights, opinions, emotions, prayers to God, and general day to day craziness that occurs in my head! Asymp; 1 Comment. I recently posted about the fact that sometimes I feel like I live my life behind a two-way mirror (I am completely exposed, for everyone to see, but I see only what they choose to show me, which sometimes means nothing). I pray about it constantly, and I know that in time the situation will improve, I have ...
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Letters to the body. Dear Body: How can I help? It isn’t easy for the body to keep up with the mind. So give it an occasional break. You only have this one sinewy host and you know it can’t last forever. But you want it to last long enough. Why not help it out? Give it a rest, let it restore, offer a helping hand. Dear Body: You are my one and only. Every letter has love in it. Blog at WordPress.com. Follow “letters to the body”. Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.
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