After a long month of rather aggravating series of events, driving in the car with some kids, I said, “Let’s just go to Burger King. I feel like eating garbage.” My son lovingly says, “You deserve it!” I looked over and said, “So, I deserve to eat garbage?” Hardest laugh all day. I needed that.
Tag: baby therapy in a prozac world
Fate Filled Suicide
There seems to be an influx in the chatter about suicide today. I don’t know if it is because talking about it in public stopped being taboo or if there is an increase in suicides from earlier years, but either way, people are affected. It is the people part that I am interested in talking…
A Day in My Life
“I don’t know how you do it.” This is how my brother and countless other people respond to me when I tell them anything that I do. Sometimes I wonder what they envision I should be doing instead that I wouldn’t have time for the thing that I am telling them. It is about as…
I Can’t Read Yet
My husband asked my five-year-old daughter, “What is three plus three?” My daughter replies, “I can’t read yet.”
Staying Sane
“…You might be asking yourself by now what all this has to do with Baby Therapy. All the things I listed lead one to become centered on themselves. This self-centeredness, or narcissistic tendency drives people, and they become slaves to themselves trying to please themselves at any cost. We live in an instant gratification world,…
