A few years ago I had a brief encounter with a little girl that I am still thinking about. I was at Children Hospital Los Angeles with my boys; Nicky had an appointment with the endocrinologist (I think?) and on our way out a couple was behind us with this little sweetheart in a big stroller. She had a flower on her hair and a frilly dress on, but what gave us pause was her face. Despite having some sort of excess bone growth condition, which made her head 2-3 times bigger than normal, she sported the sweetest smile on her face. I told the boys to smile and wave back, which they did, and it wasn’t until we were in the elevator that they asked me all sorts of questions. They wanted to know what she had. I of course had no idea. I looked it up online butRead More →

I have to admit it. Through my trials of the past nearly 18 years, not much seems to bother me anymore. I am amazed at the thick skin (pun intended) I’ve developed over the years. I chuckle daily at the things people complain about on Facebook or other social networks, and I know I learned a lot and have come a long way from the teenage girl whose ego was easily bruised. I strive to be the gal who does not care about what people think, what people do, how people behave, but when it comes to my children, some things I just can’t shrug off so easily. But maybe, when it comes to my children, it should bother me, or should it? “Yes, it bothers me” #1. I suppose the biggest pet peeve I have is how every now and again some folk talk about how God or “Nature” punishesRead More →