‘My husband is on the floor, eyes closed, moaning, ‘Syyydd. I can’t see.’ Is this a joke. He has a flu symptom that doesn’t even exist. Actually I can’t. I should leave. Where is this dude’s mom.’
Florida mom Meg George writes about how she discovered her daughter's life-threatening cashew allergy in the exact moment of her first reaction, which was severe and critical.
Please, stop saving your child. Saving them from making a mistake. Saving them from every tough situation with a friend or peer. Saving them from consequences.
"I'm not even lying to you, I probably did 27 things yesterday that if you would've witnessed, you'd have been like, 'Wow, I thought he was a Christian.'"
"The smell of stale cigarette smoke mixed with urine and body odor permeated from his dirty, wrinkled clothing. He’d been known to pass out at the hospital room bedside, after vomiting all over the floor."
“My husband and I have agreed that when I’m done having babies, I can at least get a lift, if not a full-blown boob job,” Miranda announced casually in the middle of our breastfeeding conversation.
