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And then four months passed in a blink.
Here in North Carolina, things have begun picking up instead of slowing down. Back in Miami, things are speeding up at an alarming pace - I'm constantly worried about my family in Florida.
Where everybody was all "kumbaya" before, with celebrities singing "Imagine" in perfectly social-distanced clips taken from their phone cameras - now the world ( Read more... ) -
COVID-19 Captain's Log - Part 3
March 26th
I'm doing better, but have a wheeze at the end of my exhale. It has me nervous, we all continue to take our medication. The baby has started coughing, Anthony's still a mess and hasn't gone back to work. Mason is going bananas. Too sick to play outside, but just enough energy that he doesn't want to nap. I'm in survival mode, and spend ( Read more... ) -
COVID-19 Captain's Log - Part 2
March 22 (continued) - They've added to the list of closures. No "services" (hair, nails, dog grooming), and all the playgrounds have closed. We hadn't been to a playground, but something about knowing that they wouldn't even be an option anymore felt like an enormous loss. I force myself to face the fact that I may have some post-partum depression ( Read more... ) -
COVID-19.
This is the first time I've hit the "post new entry" button in so long. Hello, livejournal. Here you are, a relic to my old, dumb, 20-something year old self. Between this and my first LJ (which predated being able to switch your username, so you had to make a whole new account), there's a whole lot of blogs about being drunk with friends, and ( Read more... ) -
Isn't it strange
It seems we all left livejournal in some sort of mass exodus in 2007, and have barely been back since. It's such a unique blogging tool, I'm sad Facebook ate it.
Anyway, the bullet points:
- My son is doing amazingly.
- My second son is due in Feb 2020
- We moved to North Carolina in early 2018. We've been here about a year and a half. I love the ( Read more... ) -
Mr. Mason Anthony's Birth Story
Mason Anthony is 7 and a half weeks old as I finally sit down to write this all down. Some I had scribbled down in a Percocet-induced haze from the hospital, but the rest I'll have to recall. I'm kicking myself for not journaling every precious memory from then until now, because we only get those moments once, and I'm realizing that more and more ( Read more... ) -
Epilepsy and I
I was about 6 years old when my parents began looking at me funny. I wasn't sure why, but from one day to the next they started asking me questions like "Do you ever feel like you missed something at school?" or "Do you sometimes feel like you missed a part of the conversation around you?" They would stare at me for long periods of time, watching ( Read more... ) -
Coming out of the dark: Manic depression and I
This entry has taken me more than a month to write. Still as I sit, finally ready to do this, I'm afraid I will never finish and push the "post" button ( Read more... ) -
Damn the man!
Changing my name is proving to be the most frustrating obstacle, probably harder than anything related to the actual getting married part ( Read more... ) -
Sweet honey
I recall that there are some other severe allergy-sufferers on my friends list ( Read more... )