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I am a twenty-something mama to a very active toddler and an infant; but I wouldn't call myself a mommy blogger because frankly, they're really not that interesting.
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Eighteen and counting
Eighteen months almost nineteen, but really? Who’s counting? I can’t believe how fast time has flown. I can’t believe where’s out of the infant stage and heading full force into toddlerhood. We’re past walking and moving...
Five Months: Time Doesn’t Heal All Wounds
It’s been five months since this beauty left a gaping hole is the hearts of many. Please take a moment to stop by and send her parents some love. Donate to a cause dear to their hearts. Help others. If Only… Fathers If It Walks Like a D...
If Only…
My heart is heavy. My mind is swirling. My conscience is misguided. I ache. Sometimes I try too hard. Sometimes not enough. Sometimes my actions are perceived as thoughtful and friendly. Sometimes my actions are mistaken for malicious or callous. Som...
Fathers
There’s reall not much to say today. My heart is with two fathers. NYCWD lost his Puppy Monster 2 years ago today. Mike at Newborn Identity lost his Maddie Moo just over 2 months ago. Go send them some love. Madeline, Remembered Part One: The ...
If It Walks Like a Duck, Don’t Be Too Quick To Assume That it is In Fact a Duck.
So I was spouting off last week about missed Mother’s Day, unacknowledged birthdays and then he goes and does something like this. I feel like a total ass. The Ass to End All Asses. Yesterday was my birthday. I’m a whole 28 years of wisdo...
Selfish Holiday Rant In 3…2…1
I love holidays. I love everything about celebrating someones birthday, Easter egg hunts, St. Patrick’s Day, Thanksgiving with family, CHRISTMAS!!, Father’s Day, Mother’s Day, the list goes on. Mike, however does not. At all. ItR...
Overwhelming Need
When I couldn’t make it to LA for Madeline’s service I was heart broken - still am - but my passport is expired and there’s just no conceivable way I would have gotten it in time to fly there ( us Canadians can’t fly to the US...
Madeline, Remembered
Godspeed Little Madeline Moo. Heather and Mike’s dedications to their beloved daughter Madeline can be viewed at their respective sites. Please, go give them some love and while your on your way, grab a fist full of tissues - you’re goin...
Gutted
There are no words. In the midst of rallying to support a family who has lost their beloved little girl, another family has realized their worst nightmare. Shana has lost her handsome infant son, Thalon. Sweet innocent, precious Thalon, taken far to...
Unplugged
I’ve totally buggered my blog while trying to go purple for Maddie. I’m too tired to try and do anything further to fix it. I’m unplugging for the long weekend to spend time with my family. So in the meantime, please, stop by and...
I Don’t Normally Ask for Help, But PLEASE! HELP!
It’s not like me to come here and beg you to do something like part with your hard earned money, but I’m going to. I am begging you to part with something, anything that may help this lovable little girl. Madeline is the daughter of Heat...
Marriage is a Funny Thing
Today, our fourth anniversary is just like most days: me home with the kids while Mike’s working. Nothing different, just another day. But it’s not like any other day really, because it’s today - four years ago that I was a blubberi...
This is Where The Dog Comes in and Says - You’re Doing it WRONG!
The Proverbial Cherry On Top Self-Love: I Say It’s About Time to Endulge Familiarity of Family Copyright © 2009 temporarily me dot com. This Feed is for personal non-commercial use only. If you are not reading this material in your news a...
Familiarity of Family
This past Saturday, my brother and I took the leap. We put our worries out of our minds: our worries about how our mother would react if she heard that we were trying to reconcile our relationship with people she’s so harshly cut from her life....
Defection
While I was at the hospital visiting my aunt, I escaped to the Maternity Ward waiting room (my aunt was receiving Palliative Care in the Maternity wing. Ironic much?) to nurse Hudson. As I got him situated and I watched his eyes flutter as he drank, ...
Succomb
As I sit here and listen to the creaking and murmuring of the house settling, I am completely unsettled. I feel as though I have a thousand pound weight just sitting on my chest. It’s silent, yet not quite quiet enough. The older I get the more...
Know What Totally Sucks Balls?
When your husband come out of the bedroom questioning you if his jeans shrunk in the wash because they feel pretty tight, then only to realize they’re not his jeans, but YOUR jeans. P.S. They’re my postpartum jeans. P.P.S. I’m not...
Sexual Revelation
I’m a sex toy virgin. Seen them, bought them for other people (as gag gifts) but have never owned one. I’ve thought about it a few times, even been accused of it, but never - still - have bought one for myself. I don’t typically shy...
Childhood Rejection
With his toy cars in hand, Carter walked up to an older boy and said, “Hi! Do you want to play with me?”, the older boy looked a little stunned, not sure what to say he just walked away. Carter’s little face fell; he was so saddened...
Floating Like A Rock
Still no jobs on the horizon for Mike. It’s been a month. Exactly a month today since he got notice. I’ve often wondered how a company can, in good conscience, lay off someone with a wife that’s on Maternity Leave with their new bab...
Another Reason Brestfeeding RAWKS!
Because whipping out a boob is so much easier than getting the kid situated in a high chair, finding a bib, cracking open a jar of food, fighting for his attention, cleaning the mess, wiping his face and then washing the dishes… Maybe Hudson wi...
Full Circle
There are a jumble of words kicking around my brain at the moment, yet I can’t seem to grasp the ones I need. It’s been a rough couple days to say the least, so please excuse the disjointed thought process that may follow. When it comes t...
Found: The Meaning of Family
My house very well could have been hit by a bomb. There’s boxes, candy wrappers and toys strewn about every room. Board games clutter the kitchen counters, half eaten birthday cake is wrapped and sitting amongst a cluster of crumbs, the counter...
Part One: The Boy
I think I am drawn to people who need help; I think somewhere in me, I believe I can save them whether they truly need help or not. I had a boyfriend in high school whom I think I subconsciously believed needed just that. Me to save him. Coming from ...
Dollies Will Make My Son a Homosexual
For the most part, my brother and I shared gender neutral toys. We each had a Cabbage Patch Kid: mine a girl and his a boy, but from what I can remember, everything else was geared toward both of us. As we got older, the toys began to segregate and w...
