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These last few months around here have been interesting to say the least. I've always had issues with insomnia off and on, but it seems to be getting worse again.Since my son has been struggling with his blood sugar and we had to pull him out of school, we have developed a routine.  He still naps, and I'm not about to mess with that.  No way, no how.  The days he doesn't, he sprouts...

Guest posting here at the Hive today is a dear friend of mine.  I may have dragged her kicking and screaming into this blogging world, it's true.  She asked me to do a guest post for her, and I demanded one in return because the whole point of my evil plan is to get her writing more.  This arrived in my inbox today, and she hit it out of the park.  Just like I knew she could.I.am.so.damn.proud.of.her....

I am the mother of two beautiful little girls.I am the survivor of an eating disorder.Those two statements independently carry a lifetime of worry, but when placed in proximity to one another, they terrify me.I live in a world where these things don't just happen to other people, to other women, to other daughters.  They happen to me.  The mere idea of it happening to my girls makes me choose...

I haven't been all that funny lately, at least not here on the blog, so I'm digging deep today for your benefit.  Be grateful, dammit. That, and you should follow my page on Facebook if you aren't already...I'm way funnier there than here, on average.  I think. Anyway, here's the list of things pissing me off this week...Fun SuckersYou know them.  You hate them.  They're the assholes...

Back when I was in college, in the time of the dinosaurs, I ran a program that placed college students in hospital nurseries.  The mission of our organization was to ensure that infants left in the hospital for longer than a few days had someone to hold them, to feed them, to love them.  Many of the hospitals we supplied volunteers to had serious problems with abandonment, with mothers who...

Abortion.There, I said it.Before some of you read any further than that first word, you're emotionally invested.  Angry.  Upset.  Fired up.Some of you may refuse to read further, finding only fault and flaw with what I write, and that's fine.  It's your choice to believe what you believe, just as it's my choice to believe what I do.  See what I just did right there, with that...

The butterflies in her stomach fluttered about, refusing to settle.  She hadn't been this nervous or excited in a long time.  She glanced at the clock.  It was 5:12 pm, and the light in the sky was slowly fading.  She pulled back the drapes to stare at the sliver of the sunset she could see from the apartment window.  Took a deep breath, wished the day farewell and hoped that...

The Catholic Church has long held the view that abortion is immoral, and constitutes a mortal sin.  There are very rarely ever exceptions to that belief, the only one being commonly accepted is in regard to terminating ectopic pregnancies.  Rape, incest, and saving the life of the mother are not considered exceptions.The fetus is claimed to have a soul of it's own upon conception. ...

There are portions of the year that are just a bit more emotional for me.  The second half of January and the first half of February fall into that category.  They'll probably always stay that way.  I am grateful that I came upon the story I wrote about yesterday for the simple, selfish fact that it distracted me from what I was really thinking about.  Two years ago, yesterday,...

This controversy isn't a new one.  This debate hasn't just begun.  For many years, there have been people who alleged that vaccines cause autism, and for as many years there have been detractors.  Study after study have shown that there is no link, and yet this question keeps surfacing.  If there is no link, then why does it seem so often like there is one?  Why...

I live in a world where I have no choice but to believe in the possibility of redemption.  If I allow the cynicism and skepticism that has dominated my thinking for as many years as I can remember, I would have a difficult time explaining where I am today.  I have to believe in redemption.  I need to.  I cling to it with unyielding optimism because I have to.  Since I wrote...

My name is Kelly, and I'm terrible about blogger awards.  I have been sitting on quite a few of them for a while, then got four more in the last week.  I apologize to those who gave them to me for being so bad about it.  I know that each of these awards have special rules about answering questions and nominating other people, but I think today in exchange for my delay in acknowledging...