I write letters to Ellen DeGeneres. No particular reason. Just because I can. Dear Ellen, Last Tuesday was crazy. My day started at 4 a.m. Why? Because that’s when I get up to write my novel. via GIPHY I only get two hours of writing time before the kids wake up and the school-morning frenzy begins. That particular day, […]
Category: Letters to Ellen
Being a stay-at-home mom is the most rewarding responsibility I’ve ever had. But sometimes it’s also the loneliest. My imaginary friendship with Ellen makes it less isolating. It also has my friends and family questioning my sanity at times. I’m okay with that.
Scattered throughout this section are updates on our adventures with my baby girl’s scoliosis treatments. To read only those letters, click here.
Scoliosis Update: The New Cast
I write letters to Ellen DeGeneres. No particular reason. Just because I can. Dear Ellen, Last week I took my 20-month-old back to Atlanta for her second cast. The good news was, I knew what to expect. The bad news was, the doctor who performs the surgery wasn’t available at the hospital we’ve been going to, so they scheduled us […]
Mommy-Shaming
I write letters to Ellen DeGeneres. No particular reason. Just because I can. Dear Ellen, It’s finally happened. After almost seven years of being a parent, I’ve been shamed. via GIPHY Well. Maybe I should clarify because I get mommy-shamed by other mothers all the time. Like with my kids and their milestones. My son was a late-walker. He […]
Scoliosis Update: 1 Month Visit
I write letters to Ellen DeGeneres. No particular reason. Just because I can. Dear Ellen, Yesterday I took my baby girl back to Atlanta for her one-month check up. One month. I can’t believe it’s been one month since I drove to Atlanta in apocalyptic rain to get a cast for her scoliosis. After the procedure, it took her about […]
After Atlanta Adventures
This is the epilogue to the “Our New Normal,” series. You can read the rest of the series here. I write letters to Ellen DeGeneres. No particular reason. Just because I can. Dear Ellen, With both the cast and the x-rays finished, I packed up the car, preparing to drive Baby Girl home. But first there was one obstacle left. […]
The Adventures in Scoliosis Treatment Our Life After Surgery Begins
; This is the exciting conclusion to the “Our New Normal,” series. Today we’re talking about the aftermath of her scoliosis treatment. You can read the rest of the series here. I write letters to Ellen DeGeneres. No particular reason. Just because I can. Dear Ellen, With the baby off getting her cast for scoliosis treatment, I decided to go […]
Our New Normal- Part 3
This is the third installment in a four part series on our new adventures with my baby’s scoliosis treatments. The entire series can be read by following this link. Atlanta. I had to take my baby into Atlanta for treatment. On the outside I was calm, cool, and collective. But on the inside…. I write letters to Ellen DeGeneres. No […]
Our New Normal – Part 2
I write letters to Ellen DeGeneres. No particular reason. Just because I can. “With a curve this large, we need to make sure everything else inside is developing normal.” Dear Ellen, Imagine sitting in a specialist’s office and being told there’s a possibility a curve in your infant’s spine could be affecting how her major organs are developing. It sucks. […]
Our New Normal – Part 1
I write letters to Ellen DeGeneres. No particular reason. Just because I can. Dear Ellen, This post has been in the works for sometime now. I delayed writing it because I didn’t want any of this to be true. No parent would. But effective yesterday, it’s an inescapable truth. Our 17 month old has scoliosis. I realize it’s not as […]
Was I too snarky?
I write letters to Ellen DeGeneres. No particular reason. Just because I can. Dear Ellen, I was having a cranky, horrible, no-good, awful, bad day. The six year old threw a fit because I made him wear gray socks to school. No clue why this was so traumatizing to him but maybe some day he’ll be able to explain it […]
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