Am I raising her? Or is she raising me?

Mary Ann is not like most ten year olds. Sure, in some ways she’s similar. She loves to shop at Justice, stay up late, eat pizza and play Roblox. She watches Netflix and chats on FaceTime with her girlfriends and Uncle Jesse and Joey and anyone else who will listen, and she fights with herContinue reading “Am I raising her? Or is she raising me?”

Mary Ann is the big 1-0!

Today is Mary Ann’s birthday. Ten years ago today, at 9 in the morning, I was laying in a hospital bed trying not to hyperventilate as I silently dreaded the spinal anesthesia and thought about how hungry I was.  Actually, I thought about that most of my pregnancy. From the second I found out IContinue reading “Mary Ann is the big 1-0!”