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cold, groundhog's day, illness, Jasmine Wood, kindness, mothering, parenting, Rita, sick, spring -

By Donna Bruschi Perhaps the warmth of the last several weeks has you feeling like I do--hopeful that the relentless cold and darkness of the coming months will not happen after all!  The longer nights, shorter days, chill, and dampness depress me, and I find it hard to be happy, and even more, difficult to accomplish my daily tasks. And worse, every sniffle or hint of a scratchy throat sends a frisson of terror through my heart. Because pandemic be damned, it's also the season of runny noses! As we are slowly drawn into winter, cold and flu-like illnesses abound and these illnesses drain me. As terrible as I feel, usually, there is...

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lyme disease, parenting, sick, ticks -

Heather noticed her four year-old scratching the back of his head. She recalled him doing it the night before and her heart skipped a beat. It had been a late night with a hurried bath. They both fell asleep in his bed within minutes of lying down and she remembered how restless he had been. She remembered she had a dream about finding lice on him. She turned off the stove. Harry twisted to look up at her as she walked up behind him. "I love you, mommy." He reached up asking to be lifted. "I love you, too. I...

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Donna Bruschi, emotions, friends, imperfection, kindness, meltdowns, new baby, parenting, postpartum depression, sick, sleep -

"I was the loneliest person in the world. My baby and I were spiraling down into a living hell..."

My baby cried all the time, refusing to be held by anyone but me. I cried all the time. The pain of the surgery amplified by cracked, burning nipples and the agony of frustration, sadness and betrayal.

And then it got worse.

 

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cold, groundhog's day, guilt, illness, Jasmine Wood, love, mama, mothering, Rita, sick, sleep, toddler, winter -

Perhaps the warm thaw of the last several days has you feeling like I do? I feel like there is an itch deep down that just needs to be scratched, the eternal itch for spring. The itch for new life, for many shades of green, the itch to spy a newly emerged crocus and to feel the caress of warm spring sunshine on your cheek!

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