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Before the whole Mom drama happened, I was participating quite successfully in NaBloPoMo and asked you nice folks to suggest topics you wanted to hear about. Poor (no blog) Mindy must have thought I forgot about her. I didn’t forget, Mindy, I just needed more than 2 brain cells to answer your emailed question. Well, [...]

Things that happen when you speak too soon: 1. Benjamin screams at 1am and for an hour at 4am. 2. You give in to the screaming at 5:03am and pick him up already. 3. You realize the kid hasn’t eaten enough earlier that day and feed him thereby undoing all the good work you spoke [...]

Wishing you and yours a terrific Thanksgiving, a long turkey-induced nap and a happy, healthy holiday season. Love, Pammer

Somebody stop me. Now. I am about to go to the grocery store. The day before Thanksgiving. But. I am going to the grocery store AFTER I take The Swimmy BACK to the pediatrician. She (I’m betting) has an ear infection. This will be the third visit to the pediatrician in four days. I’m kinda [...]

Dear Benjamin, Well, you will notice that Mommy is posting this a little late this month. Sorry about that, but we were a little pre-occupied with some stuff your Dodi was going through. Let’s just say that it was a brutal couple of weeks and we are all VERY relieved that this letter to you [...]

Hi, Playgroup Dropout readers! Welcome to OutsideVoice. The Swimmy’s pretty damn cute, huh? Yeah. We like her, too. So, my Friday is more Fabulous because it appears my mom has turned the corner. Cautiously. But turned the corner nonetheless. But I will tell you that Thursday did not start out Fabulous (yes, capital “F”). At [...]

This was quite a day. I spent the day at home with The Swimmy today because she woke up with the seasonal cough, sore throat, stuffy head. Because of that, I couldn’t go up to the hospital because I was too afraid to bring any new germs into Mom’s ICU room. About 8am, I was [...]

I have this saying that I seem to use with abandon, “Every day is a new day.” I’m usually using it in a somewhat sarcastic way by giving it as an answer to the question, “How’s work going?” “Well, every day’s a new day.” I believe I’ll retire that phrase after this ordeal. Because, not [...]

Mom was moved to ICU today. When I arrived this morning, her pulse/ox was only at 88 (normal is mid-nineties), which means she wasn’t getting enough oxygen. After a chest x-ray that was ordered “Stat”, we got a radiologist’s report that things hadn’t changed much. Which in this situation was a blessing. Couple that with [...]