How My Blog Landed Me a Legit Job…

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I’ve been doing this blogging thing for the better part of a decade. It started out casually during my first pregnancy, morphed into the TFB moniker during the second pregnancy, and took off like a bat out of hell during my third pregnancy. Blogging my way through the transition into motherhood — venting and laughing and sharing my way through...


Now That It’s Just Us…

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Cleaning up the blog memberships is not exactly how I wanted to spend last week. I would much rather have cleaned out my garage or scouted out some more paleo meal plans or sent out a few more resumes. But alas, it had to be done. I thank all those here reading for adding in your identity verification. That really...


Anatomy of a Stalker

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So, I asked my readers to help me out the other day by verifying your identity. It’s a part of the original Terms of Service for using this site because, as you know, I made the blog private specifically to avoid the constant trolling and stalking. You’d think that would deter people. But some people are just incredibly unhinged. I’m...


The Graduation Party Weekend and What It All Means…

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You may remember I was feeling very “BLAH YUCK” about graduation last week. Suffice to say that walking in that commencement ceremony really turned my attitude around. The speakers and their inspiring words really helped me to remember why I worked so hard for this and that it’s okay if I don’t know where it will all take me right...


My Big Plans…

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Graduation is just two short weeks away. . . . Hold on. I had to stop for a second, open my calendar, and check to be sure that was accurate because the mere thought of only having two weeks left before the real world bangs down my door just gave me a mini heart attack. But that’s right. Two weeks....


Return of the Mack…

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Wow. It’s kind of amazing how quickly and horribly things can go wrong when you stop taking a medication that you clearly need. In my case, I really needed that Abilify and things took a dark turn when the doc experimented with taking me off of it. Within three or four days of having my new prescription, I began feeling...


And She’s Buying a Stairway… to Homework Avoidance

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So I had this conversation with my therapist last week. I said to him, “I just feel so lazy.” He chuckled and said, “You? Lazy? That’s almost comical.” After seeing the good doc for the last several months, I’d like to trust that he knows my self-loathing shenanigans by now. He’s pretty good at calling me on my depressive thoughts...