Two Years Later…

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Two years ago this week, I stayed up into the wee hours of the night with my blog mistress StarryMom hastily moving my blog to a paid subscription model. I didn’t take any time at all to think about the potential fallout of that decision. I never assumed that the facebook thread announcing my decision would draw thousands of angry comments calling me every name in the book. I didn’t predict the ire. I also never considered that some people might actually support my decision....

About Gina

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Gina Crosley-Corcoran - writer, doula, childbirth educator, activist, and mother of 3 littles. Used to play in a famous rock band. Now earning a Master of Public Health in Maternal Child Health.
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The Kids are Alright.

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For the first few years that we lived in our last rental home, we totally assumed that we were going to buy it when the time came. The landlord made it clear that he would be willing to sell it to us if we were ever interested, and though it was too small and in need of major renovations, we...

Renovating a Life in 10 Days or Less

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I don’t even know where the beginning actual begins, but I’ll start with 5 pm on December 29th; the moment we closed on our new home. You may remember that we were two weeks late to close. We were on a tight schedule to begin with, but losing two entire weeks meant that we had only ONE week to do...

All I Want for Christmas is a Set. Of. Keys.

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It’s Christmas time so I hope (no matter how/what you celebrate) that you’re surrounded by loved ones, drinking fun drinks, and eating yummy eats. Wherever you are, whoever you with, I hope that you don’t even have time to read this because you’re engrossed in holiday festivities. But I must write, so write I will. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I’m trying my ass...

DIY Photos on Wood: A Great Way to Class Up Your Memories

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Over the weekend, HH and I had a rare morning without the children so were able to sit down in a coffee shop and relax. HH noticed some very cool art on the walls that consisted of little more than roughly a dozen small square pictures mounted on wood. I instantly fell in love and thought to myself, “I can...

The Debbie Downers Were Right. I’m Not Closing On My House Today.

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I’m warning you: my fingers are angry. Expletives galore up in this bitch today. So many people told me not to schedule those appliance deliveries yet. They couldn’t wait to tell me the horror stories of how their closing was delayed five times or for six months. But I wanted to be positive. No, I NEEDED to be positive. Others...

An Exercise in Saying Nice Things About Yourself

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Trolls on the internet like to call me a “narcissist” or “histrionic.” Those are their two favorite words to describe me. But the actual licensed therapist I see says that’s total bullshit and thinks it’s pretty stupid for strangers to accuse someone of having a personality disorder just because they don’t like them. It just makes them sound foolish. I...

T-Minus 10 Days Until Closing…

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I apologize in advance, but I predict that the only thing I’ll be able to talk about / think about / write about over the next month is our impending home purchase. It’s basically one of the biggest things I’ve ever done besides growing and birthing humans, and y’all know I couldn’t shut up about those events. At least this...