A couple of weeks ago, I shared a personal story about my own experiences with depression, anxiety, and PTSD on Megsanity. Books, Psychology, Sanity. And today I’m
My son Colin and I pull into Target after dropping off my daughter at dance. His eyes light up. (He loves Target as much as
My obsession with love for Jason Bateman is no secret. I proclaim it loudly and proudly. (As you might have guessed, I’m really loud.) I make
Sometimes I worry about my son Colin. I worry because he tends to play by himself rather than join in group play. I worry because
My son Colin is pretty damn smart. I’m not just saying that; his teachers and the tests have confirmed it. But book smarts only buy you
My son Colin loves to fart. He always has. Farts make him giggle hysterically. He loves the noise that they make and the way
If you recall, my daughter Erin and I brainstormed ideas for her 5th grade science fair project earlier in the year. I threw out a
After I posted our recipe for red wine sangria, I received multiple requests for a white wine version. Because apparently some of you are babies and
I spent my Mother’s Day at an overly long and uncomfortable mass and then hosting a celebratory brunch at my house for my mom, mother-in-law,
I’d like to introduce a very special guest-blogger: my husband Dan. He’s handsome, smart, funny, musically-inclined, and the man makes coffee for me every morning. He
I’ve seen some bad, bad shit in my life and had some soul-crushing conversations; talking about puberty and reproduction was going to be a breeze.
At the height of our baby-denial, my husband and I had four cats and two dogs. For the record, that’s a shit-ton of animals, and
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