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In Her Time of Dying: One Month.

Posted on January 28, 2012 by Mommy Boots

Today marks one month that my mother has been dead. Writing those words feels so strange and surreal. On one hand, the events of December 21st-28th feel fresh; like they just happened and on the other hand, it feels like it … Continue reading →

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In Her Time of Dying: Ashes to Ashes

Posted on January 13, 2012 by Mommy Boots

Hello to any new readers I’ve obtained lately. I apologize if you’ve come in hopes of finding a new mom blog to read and are all “WTF IS THIS”. It’s not always doom and gloom and talks about cremation and … Continue reading →

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In Her Time of Dying: Places

Posted on January 12, 2012 by Mommy Boots

I’ve felt pretty good lately. I’m still kind of easily distracted, and my brain isn’t wanting to absorb a lot of information. I get easily frustrated when I’m trying to concentrate on answering an e-mail, or problem-solve my way through … Continue reading →

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Grief and Eating Clean

Posted on January 10, 2012 by Mommy Boots

Grief, tragedy, and stress do funny things to a person. To me, they make me eyeball a plate full of chocolate chip cookies knowing full well that I shouldn’t eat them – ESPECIALLY if I’m clean eating – and say … Continue reading →

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In Her Time of Dying: Dear Grief

Posted on January 5, 2012 by Mommy Boots

Dear Grief, They tell me that you are normal and necessary. They tell me that you won’t last as you are forever; that you will always be a part of me but will become softer and less surprising. I’m here … Continue reading →

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In Her Time of Dying: Aftermath

Posted on December 30, 2011 by Mommy Boots

December 30th, 2011 I’m finding a hard time wrapping my mind around the fact that all of this began just a little over a week ago. I cannot comprehend that it’s only been nine days since my mom was first … Continue reading →

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Um, wow.

Posted on August 10, 2008 by Mommy Boots

I got way too drunk last night. My husband found me in the computer room, crying my eyes out, drunk as hell, and made me come to bed. I’m not particularly proud of it and it’s certainly not the healthiest … Continue reading →

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Ha What?

Posted on August 10, 2008 by Mommy Boots

It’s 7:00 in the morning, and I’m drunk off my ass. Do I care? Not really. I was supposed to have my frigging baby today. I’m drunk off my ass, it’s 7:00 AM, and I DON’T FRIGGING CARE. I have … Continue reading →

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It’s the little things.

Posted on July 31, 2008 by Mommy Boots

It’s amazing. The smallest things that went unnoticed before my miscarriage now carry the power to reduce me to tears. A baby’s laugh. A commercial featuring chubby-cheeked, wobbly little toddlers running around a living room. A mother planting a gentle … Continue reading →

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