Preschool Year I – That’s A Wrap!
Dear Teachers, As teachers you must know how difficult it is for parents to leave their kids with, essentially, strangers at the start of the school year…
Category: Anecdotes
More Than A Year | I’m Not Sorry
It has been more than a year since I have written. Please don’t be upset with me. It has been more than a year since I have addressed you, my faithful readers. But I promise, it really hasn’t. But it has. I have started posts since the last time I have written. I have started them, and stopped them. It has been more than a year – but the “more than a year” has been the strangest, hardest, most intense “more than a year” I think any of us, on earth, have ever experienced…
Lead
August turned one 3 months ago. It was a wonderful birthday party full of friends at the public pool near our house. Splashing, playing and eating abounded and not a single meltdown was to be had (adult or child!).
He had his 12 month appointment on his birthday, and his stats were […]
Trollfeeding
For those of you who I am friends with on social media, you’ve probably seen a recent exchange on my page with regards to the new study about Autism being proven to be 80% hereditary. For those of you who follow this blog, you’ll be simultaneously happy (because it […]
One Year In
One year ago today I ate a Sam’s Club hot dog and jalapeno cheddar pretzel, I waddled around the store drinking a gigantic ice-cold root beer and shortly after that the contractions began.
One year ago tomorrow, […]
The Little Things
A lot of times parents with older kids give out gobs of unsolicited advice. It’s with the best of intentions, or at least that’s what I tell myself to stay sane. I hear parents tell me to write all of this down because it’s so easy to forget, and before we know it […]
The Boys’ Dad – Thursday Things
Folks, I’m here with another installment of Thursday Things. This week has been a tough one, because the world lost someone amazing. He’s been in quite a few posts I’ve written, in fact, I’ve only ever referred to him as “The Boy’s Dad” here on Hopeful Midwesterner. So today’s Thursday Things are dedicated to you […]
“I can’t breathe”
Trigger warning ahead: violence and foul language
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After college, I lived in an apartment on the north side of the city, with my all-star roommates, (please read the sarcasm there) we’ll call them Elizabeth and Jessica. We were fortunate enough to have some outstanding downstairs neighbors. (Please read the additional sarcasm utterly dripping from there, too.) […]
My Birth
I’ve been told the story of my birth, my grand entrance into this world, by countless people throughout my life. You see, I was the first grandchild on both my Mom and Dad’s side. I was kind of a big deal…
The Proposal
WHEN: Wednesday, January 7, 2015
WHERE: Angela’s tiny one-bedroom apartment, Largo, Florida
HOW IT WENT: It was Date Night (every Wednesday for us), and earlier that day, I had asked Martin if he would help me […]
A Hopeful Midwesterner 