Indianapolis Moms
Mental Health Help Is Suicide Prevention
Over this past year, our family has found ourselves in an unexpected place: dealing with a mental health crisis involving one of our children. It has been a long journey. While I am not...
Separation Anxiety and the School Year
I've been through this before. The tears, the screaming, the pleading. Hiding behind furniture in hopes that I won't see them. I try to hold it together, but eventually, I shut myself in an...
The Real Reason Teachers Are Quitting
If you are familiar with the teaching staff at your child's school, you may be in for a surprise when school begins. It is no secret that teachers are leaving the profession rapidly. There...
Dear Special Needs Moms, I Need Advice.
Dear Special Needs Moms,
I need advice.
My oldest son is nine years old. The summer before he turned eight, he was diagnosed with Level-1 autism. This is the sort of thing that used to be...
Ending My Toxic Relationship With My Mother-in-law
My husband and I fell in love fast and hard. It was a whirlwind of instant chemistry, becoming best friends and being inseparable. After five months of dating, we were engaged and so excited...
Dear Corporate: It’s Okay to Be Human
I once had a corporate boss who happened to be at my workplace at the same devastating time I found out a dear client of mine had passed away. I had trained this sweet...
Unmasking: My Journey To Becoming My Best Self
My dad died the week after Christmas. It was sudden. It was unexpected. It was awful. That night, my siblings, mom, and I cried ourselves to sleep while snuggled up together in my old...
The Silent Struggle Of People With Severe Mental Illness
The call comes at 9 am on a Sunday morning. My sister calls, and I answer. “I don’t even know how to begin.” She says, “It’s about Jeff.” He had a mental health crisis,...
I Hated The Weekends: A Few Things I’m Doing To Help Refocus
I have to admit that there was a time when I hated the weekends. Maybe it was a slump in life or a fog that I needed to get out of, but I hated...
I Hate The Word Miscarriage
Miscarried. I miscarried. I was eight weeks pregnant, but then I miscarried. That word stings like no other I've heard before.
Miscarried - like I dropped a jar of olives while bringing in the groceries....
I Want to Go “Home” (Back to My Classroom)
I've always wanted to be a teacher.
I may not have always realized it, but I instantly felt at home when I finally stepped back into a public high school for a field experience requirement....
The Struggle to Love Myself
I am thankful to have a lot of love in my life.
I love my husband and the life we’ve built. I love my children, and though I don’t always admit it, I love the...
I’m Jealous of Men
I'm jealous of men.
There, I said it. It's out. In public. For everyone to see. I'm jealous of men. Not for the typical reasons of them being able to stand up to pee or...
Discovering I’m Non-Binary
I can remember the day that it clicked for me that I was non-binary. I was doing a video chat with my mother in order to show her my pixie cut. Admittedly the stylist...