6 Months In Isolation: Everything a Contradiction

I want to be alone I want to be with people, even the loud and stumbling and belligerent ones Don’t touch me, I’m claustrophobic Hug me tightly and hold my face in your hands, even if they’re clammy I need a routine I want to live each day different from the last I want to…

The Most Precious Gift

The best thing my dad ever gave me was himself. While I had to share him with my three sisters, I still had all of him, all the time. Being emotionally available and present for your daughter, no matter the time of day or how busy you may be, is what truly makes a good…

Not The Next Snow White

My sleep walking and night terrors generally involve screaming about spiders, home intruders, or the mystery woman who lives under the bed. Sometimes I wake up Isaac just to ask how he is doing, or to see if he needs anything. Rarely do I stray from those topics, but lately sleeping Courtney has been stuck…

Perfect Saturday

Today was a really good day. It was one of those Saturday’s where nothing was going to put me in a bad mood. My dad is in town to help my youngest sister, Katy, move into a new house and both of them stayed at my place last night. I really love having family here,…

Marriage Is

It’s only been a few months, but I’ve learned a few things about marriage here and there. Some are silly, some are sweet, some are downright ridiculous, but I’ve come to learn that all the little things are what make up a marriage. So what is it to me so far? Marriage Is: Not getting…

The Woman in the Background

Dear Mom, There was a photo taken at my wedding a few months ago (remember that big, insanely expensive party?) that I think sums up the kind of mom you are. It was a candid photo, I don’t think either of us knew the photographer was snapping away. I was getting my hair done and…

Night Terrors and 3 a.m. Visits

I could hear him in my bathroom, shuffling through my linen closet. I knew that any minute he would realize there was nothing of value in there and come rifle through the rest of my bedroom. He would see my laying in bed, quivering and begging to not be hurt. He was going to pull…

The Hilarity of Crying Babies

Today I discovered a tumblr blog called Reasons My Son is Crying. It is one of the funniest blogs I’ve ever seen and I can’t decide if it makes me want to have kids more (just so I can copycat his blog) or go get spayed immediately. If you don’t think kids crying is funny,…