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StillCopperboom
stillcopperboom

I got fired from my first job out of college. Found a new job a month later, and got fired from that. Took another 8 or so months to find another job... and got fired from that one, too. (One was my fault, one was not, one I should not have been hired for in the first place.) After the third, I said “Fuck thiiiiiiis”

Me too!! I would 100% be dead without Zoloft. No question. So many drugs before failed, but when the Zoloft kicked in I swear I could almost physically feel my mind freeing.

Curling into a ball, wrapping myself in a blanket, and huddling in a corner is my usual go-to when I’m having an anxiety attack. Typically I aim for the closet. It sounds really pathetic to the point of being drastic, but it’s one thing I know can really help me feel calm when everything is just too much. I also call

I know it’s all just anecdotal, but that story is really good to hear right now, since her next check up is Tuesday. And I hope you got some great photos of Kenderin meeting her great-granddad!

Hi Kender!!! I’m so glad you and Kenderin are doing well! My little one is now 12 weeks and is (probably) totally healthy. I say probably because at her 2 month check in she was a little behind in growth and she’s already on the small side, so the doctor told us to feed her as much as we can and then scheduled an

Hello all!! I’m alive and still around, though I haven’t been to SNS in a few weeks. Tiny baby is now 12 weeks, and doing really well in daycare! Thanks to all who supported me as I figured that out.

Hello all!! I’m alive and still around, though I haven’t been to SNS in a few weeks. Tiny baby is now 12 weeks, and doing really well in daycare! Thanks to all who supported me as I figured that out.

I don’t know about you, but I’ve been overwhelmed with the urge to punch all those women who talk about what a beautiful, bonding, sweet experience breast feeding is. Feeding for me has been a complete bitch. Baby Copper is a terrible breast feeder, with numerous issues (weird latch, constantly falls asleep, cluster

Yay, Kender, you did it! Congrats! We did it! It’s been so lovely having a partner going through this with!

This gave me a desperately needed laugh, and now the next time I see her that’s all I’ll be thinking of and it will make her comments much more bearable. Thank you!

Possibly the most important, but hardest learned lesson, in my life has been this- you are not responsible for saving everyone. Period. No matter who they are, you are not responsible for saving them, and you are 100% entitled to protect yourself, even if it means denying them a relationship. 

Kender, dear! I’m sorry I’ve missed your updates! If the pain you’re describing is what I think it is, it was the worst part of the end of pregnancy for me. Top of the bump, right at the center, below the sternum? My OB said that was basically abdominal muscles pulling apart- super fun! Hurt like a motherfucker.

Hello all!! First, thank you from the bottom of my exhausted heart for all the love and support a few weeks ago when I posted about how much I was struggling with my life changing so much after having my little girl. The good news is I’ve felt much better since then, and I think a large part of that is just time

Thank you so damn much. Your analogy about San Diego\Chicago really hit home (for me and my husband). And the reassurance that not only will all of this not last forever, but it won’t last too long is extremely comforting.

Nope, I got it! Thank you Kender, and may your birth go just as smoothly!

Thank you. Just... thank you.

Thank God I caught this early, I need advice and support, please.

Thanks for the tips! I have no plan, beyond just “have the baby in whatever way is at the nexus of safety and not-agony.” But thanks for a reminder that a C-section isn’t the end of the world if it comes to that, because it does make me a little nervous.

Oh, I have already made it clear that I want allllllllll the drugs. The moment I can have them. I’m even going to make sure to bring cash so I can bribe my way into a little something extra.