A box full of broken mirrors

I feel like my family is stuck in a sick, dark version of the Groundhog Day movie. Our version is full of ridiculous superstitions that bombard us with misfortune.  We persistently live on Friday the 13 and I feel like we are delicately balancing a box full of broken mirrors across the cracked floor of the… Read More

A better week

Bailynn went from not sleeping, screaming, throwing up, not wanting to eat, to just fine. The magic potion? No more valium! Really! It seems the valium was just too much for her tummy and once it went away, she improved almost immediately. She still loathes her cast – I don’t blame her! Showers are a… Read More