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Author Archives: Jenni Chiu
What is this “date” thing you speak of?
Valentines Day is coming up and Care.com asked to interview me for their Date Night Series.
I was like, “Really?”
They were all, “Yes, really.”
I was like, “Are you sure?”
They were all like, “We think so.”
I said, “Okay.”
They were like, “Cool.”
Posted in Life
Tagged care.com, dates, married life, romance, Why do people interview me?
6 Comments
Hello Depression. 1, 2, 3, down they go.
The clock struck midnight and we didn’t even know it.
A new year was starting as we stood, teary-eyed and paralyzed.
He said he would leave me if I didn’t get help.
For a moment, I didn’t care either way.
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The darkness had become too much.
The anxiety…
Posted in Life, No funny today
Tagged anxiety, colic, depression, motherhood, postpartum anxiety, postpartum depression, PPD
31 Comments
Learning a new thing is scary.
Learning a new thing is scary.
I sympathize…
I cry at milestones too.
Shopping Cart Roller Derby
I white knuckled the handle. He could tell I was slowing down. I knew he could sense it. The anxiety was making me sweat. I wanted desperately to speed up. My internal speedometer told me I was going about 4 miles an hour… not good enough… I had to pick it up to 5 or all hell would break loose.
I was going to tell you a story…
I was going to tell you a story…
But I showered instead.
The four day old crust was begging to be sloughed off.
Then I was going to tell you a story again…
But I ate something.
I’ve learned to shove my face when I have any spare moment – a wild animal.
Posted in Life, Like you care
Tagged colic, motherhood, parenting is war, postpartum, sleep deprivation
12 Comments
I cut the crust off.
He doesn’t know what Star Wars is, but he’s over the moon for his lunch box.
It was his first day at a new school – a montessori pre-school. We’ve made sacrifices so he could go to this school. He deserves this school.
Posted in Life, No funny today
Tagged anxiety, Bam Bam, colic, motherhood, parenting, PPD, preschool, What the hell am I doing?
14 Comments
Stream of consciousness sum up – Happy New Year. I don’t have crabs.
Healed from split pubic bone…
just no galloping to the side.
New reflux baby started projectile vomiting.
Ultra sound for Pyloric Stenosis.
No surgery.
Raw vagina.
Burning vagina.
Doggie with a broken back – Meds, confinement, meds confinement.
Preschooler with a chronic cough.
Husband with walking pneumonia.
Posted in Life
Tagged motherhood, New Year, parenting, pyloric stenosis, reflux, What the hell am I doing?
10 Comments
37 years
37 years of treading.
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37 years of seeing.
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37 years of participating.
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32 years of being hard as a rock.
5 years of stretching, shrinking, and incubating.
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34 years of being barely there.
3 years of doing what they were made to do.
