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I walk outside, and sit on my porch. I look to the sky, inhale, and feel peace. My son is quietly sleeping upstairs,* my husband is reading, and I am here, in this gigantic world. We are here. Almost together. Together. I hear cars drive by, wonder about them, and know that some cars contain […]

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  • Emily - I sometimes wonder if I am a good enough listener to my kids, my husband and my friends. I hope I am. I know I certainly try. I love Tucker’s questions — they are so very curious and inquisitive and that is a hugely wonderful thing. Happy happy holidays to you and your family!!!December 10, 2015 – 10:06 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Me too, Emily. Me, too to the listening and Tucker’s questions and all of it. Happy happy holidays to you and yours as well πŸ™‚December 11, 2015 – 11:55 pmReplyCancel

  • Kelly L McKenzie - You know, as I’ve aged, one of the qualities I look for in a friend is that of being a good listener. A truly good listener is hard to find. You’re on your way, Kristi, by wanting to become one. I join you in wishing more people think along these lines. How wonderful that would be. Wishing you and your family all the best during the holiday season!December 10, 2015 – 10:24 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - You’re so right Kelly that a true friend is a good listener. I have friends who don’t listen and I no longer wish to hang out with them much. Thanks for the holiday wishes! Here’s to your mom getting a new awesome outfit and to you getting what your heart desires!December 11, 2015 – 11:57 pmReplyCancel

  • JT Walters - This holiday I hope we all really listen better and HEAR EACH OTHER’S SOUL’S (I had to get that in for T!) so we may understand each other better, empathesize with each others’ plights more and love each other more each day for we all are unique beautiful SOULs that not only need to be heard but seen and loved.

    Now go tickle T…he is of course the mission. As every child is their parent’s primary mission.December 10, 2015 – 10:53 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - We are so very much unique beautiful souls and we all deserve to be seen and heard and loved. πŸ™‚December 11, 2015 – 11:58 pmReplyCancel

  • Jill Robbins - The other day, my son asked me what exploit meant. I told him I would answer him later. He asked me every five minutes until I told him I would answer him tomorrow. And tomorrow became in a few days. And tomorrow, the answer will be “next week.”

    Being on the receiving end of the questions of a small child is daunting. And it makes me feel small.

    Shit, that was deep.

    Love to you this season. And I also love that some people are thinking about me when I’m crying in my car.December 10, 2015 – 11:12 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Love to you and yours this season and always my friend. OMG to the “what does exploit mean?” UGH. Sigh. I hope he forgets to ask again, or that you can find a way to answer…December 12, 2015 – 12:00 amReplyCancel

  • April G - Do I wish for peace? Of course I do. As a mother, I have a serious fear that my son may be shot by a scared cop one day, even if he wasn’t doing anything. We have created false fears when there are none and take lightly the big ones. Unarmed people are being shot, while assassins are attacking campuses and other public places. I wish everyone would would listen and pay attention to what’s going on with us.December 11, 2015 – 10:57 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I wish everybody would listen and pay attention too April. It’s a scary time for sure right now. Hugs and blessings to you and yours.December 12, 2015 – 12:05 amReplyCancel

  • Bev - If we all stopped and listened to each other, instead of jumping to conclusions and making assumptions….my goodness what a difference that could make. I don’t know if I seriously wish for peace, though I want it, because I can’t see it actually happening. But taking a moment to talk and listen to one another? Maybe we could actually get somewhere.December 11, 2015 – 5:00 pmReplyCancel

  • Lisa @ Golden Spoons - On of my husband favorite things to tell our girls is “God gave you two ears and only one mouth for a reason!” πŸ™‚ He also talks to them about “listening for understanding” not just to hear. Pretty good advice and something that all of us could work on. And, yes, world peace.December 11, 2015 – 5:28 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I love two ears and one mouth for a reason, Lisa! I might have to use that! And yeah, world peace. xo Thanks for co-hosting with me this week!December 12, 2015 – 12:22 amReplyCancel

  • Kenya G. Johnson - It’s so hard when you have to start explaining stuff. I don’t know what Christopher asked or told me the other day but the first thing that came out of mouth was, “This world is going to H-E double hockey sticks.” He was quiet and I said that I was sorry. The next day he asked me did I really mean that and I said, “No” I was just mad. Gosh I wish I can remember what that was about but I worried him that everything is so bad and that people are crazy. He’s asked me the tough questions about ISIS and terrorist attacks etc. Sigh.

    Then there’s the bus that he’s been riding now since Kindergarten that I think has given a real world knowledge that I don’t think would have happened if I dropped him off and picked him up everyday. I don’t know if that’s good or bad. To shelter or not to shelter….December 11, 2015 – 8:00 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I so know where you are coming from with the bus vs. the sheltering. I go both ways, every single way. Sigh. And yeah, I’ve made those comments too about the world and then the look on Tucker’s face… SIGH. For real. Thanks for getting it, Kenya… πŸ™‚December 12, 2015 – 12:25 amReplyCancel

  • Claudia Willison| ImagesByCW - Wonderful post. So, very true, sometimes it is more important to just listen instead of trying to fix, or change.
    Happy Holidays!

    p.s. I found you through Tamara (#6 in your linky) and I’ll forward your linky to a couple of writer friends of mine. I am more of a visual artist, who can’t stop blogging πŸ™‚December 13, 2015 – 7:02 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - So glad that you came by! I adore Tamara and just checked out your art- it’s fantastic!December 13, 2015 – 12:06 pmReplyCancel

  • Tamara - This sentence – “I realized that we all want the same things for our company. But some people talk and some worry and some say nothing and some try to not cry.” I think if you switch company for world, it will still work. Maybe not all of us. But most of us. And we all work differently and many of us are wishing and hoping without doing. Sometimes and often, that’s me.
    Sob.December 13, 2015 – 2:20 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I think you’re right about switching company with world and it still working, Tamara. Sometimes and often, that’s me, too.December 15, 2015 – 10:08 amReplyCancel

  • Dana - We can only have big peace when we have found small peace. Sometimes – most times – that seems overwhelming and impossible. But we have to start somewhere, don’t we?December 13, 2015 – 4:07 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - We do have to start somewhere. Listening seems like a good place to start, right?December 15, 2015 – 10:08 amReplyCancel

  • My Inner Chick - ***True peace is born from for-real listening.***

    Yes!

    And respect for other peoples’ opinions & beliefs!!

    I was scolded for my religion and my God the other day and I was so angry and offended by this. I was like, “Don’t do that!”

    Isn’t it all about “LOVE?” Love Love Love?

    xxxx MUCH of that from MN.December 13, 2015 – 10:28 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Yes! Here’s to respect for other people’s beliefs and opinions. I can’t believe you were scolded for your religion. That’s just plain wrong. It’s so all about LOVE LOVE LOVE. xxxxDecember 15, 2015 – 10:09 amReplyCancel

  • Allie - I’m sorry I am so late reading and responding. I have been busy – and I have no peace. Super stressed out. But I love how your post makes me pause. and breathe. Thank you!December 14, 2015 – 11:03 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I’m so sorry that you are super stressed out. Things going any better for you this week? I hope so. xoxo hugs, mama.December 15, 2015 – 10:12 amReplyCancel

  • Sandra - You’re an exceptional mother. I would hardly think your son would be worse the wear if you missed a few bonding opportunities throughout the holidays or ever. And I hear ya on the listening thing…get it?…I HEAR ya? I just made myself laugh and I guess I’m missing the point of the importance of listening. But no, I actually tweeted recently about the art of listening (and how I lack it). This post is much needed, and if we could listen to each other rather than trying to talk over each other, it would be a peaceful world indeed. You’re awesome!December 28, 2015 – 6:04 amReplyCancel

When my son was an infant, we took a road trip to see my in-laws. It’s about a seven-hour drive. Β I was prepared with my pump, several pre-filled bottles, baby wipes, diapers, his favorite blanket, and the cutest outfits he owned. He was dressed to impress and utterly adorable. That is, he looked utterly adorable […]

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  • Allie - Aw, excellent review. You’re a rock star. I loved meeting Norine – she was so nice. I hope one day I get to meet Jessica, too.December 1, 2015 – 1:02 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thanks, Allie! And yeah, Norine is really really nice. Jessica is as well! I hope you get to meet her too!December 1, 2015 – 7:12 pmReplyCancel

  • Janine Huldie - Totally can relate and have some poop stories de jour from when both my girls were babies and have been there done that. That is what I love about their book that it is so very relatable and was also so very happy to get to share all about it on my blog, too πŸ˜‰December 1, 2015 – 1:13 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I’m SO glad that the days of explosive diapers are over now, Janine. What a mess!December 1, 2015 – 7:13 pmReplyCancel

  • Sarah Honey - Love! Great book, fabulous review and love the pics!December 1, 2015 – 1:18 pmReplyCancel

  • Norine of Science of Parenthood - That! Was! Wicked! Love your post! Thank you!
    (And yes that’s me, always on the phone. Ya caught me!)December 1, 2015 – 1:27 pmReplyCancel

  • Elizabeth - What a great story – and so true! We can all relate to that experience. πŸ™‚December 1, 2015 – 1:43 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Ugh Elizabeth to the relatable poop stories. I thought they would never end. Tucker took AGES to potty train. So glad those days are behind us (hehe behind).December 1, 2015 – 7:15 pmReplyCancel

  • JT Walters - Great idea to share the reality of parenting with a humorous twist…otherwise the species might end.December 1, 2015 – 3:28 pmReplyCancel

  • Emily - The book sounds so very clever and hilarious of course. I wish I could be that clever. I could never come up with cartoons like that. I’m not trying to throw myself a pity party – I’m just super impressed when other people are so creative and clever! I hope the book does really well!December 1, 2015 – 9:40 pmReplyCancel

  • Tamara - haha, the baby sniffing! Hilarious.
    The book must be amazing because everything they do is. And it’s all true too. And the poop thing. What gives with that?December 2, 2015 – 5:41 pmReplyCancel

  • Kenya G. Johnson - Great review! I saw a poop meme that was so gross/funny it was hard to look and not to look. I decided to hide it from my page because I didn’t need to see it twice. The baby looked like he or she had a poop explosion and the meme said something like, “Now we need to get a new baby.” Something like that – but funnier.December 4, 2015 – 8:22 amReplyCancel

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  • Allieq - Great post Kristi! And it’s so true, we get caught up in our “problems.” I was at Cammy’s karate graduation tonight,and I honestly thought they were making too big a deal out of it (and charging me, cha-ching, for him to “participate”). Fact is, he’s the baby, I’ve been to so many “ceremonies” and mom was tired.

    Then one instructor, from a different Dojo franchise, stood up before his class took the stage to say they were dedicating their ceremony to a family their Dojo had lost. It was a single mom, who had a child who had Aspergers. She killed her son and then killed herself. He broke down. I was in shock, but needed to hear that story, because they were asking for help for families who have special needs children. They went on to explain how…but you get what I’m trying to say. I will never feel put – out to attend anything for my children again. ANd I will help families who need respite, any way I can.November 19, 2015 – 10:17 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - The thing about “our problems” is that they are ours and here and LOUD right now. OMG to the ceremony about the boy who had been killed by his mom and then she killed herself. FUCK.
      LOVE YOU SO MUCH.November 20, 2015 – 9:53 pmReplyCancel

  • My Inner Chick - OOOO, Kristy,
    my heart is heavy & the world is falling apart and I’m really sad about it.
    The good news is: We can be part of the solution to change the world!!

    xxx Kiss from Duluth.November 19, 2015 – 10:23 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - My sweet Kim, my heart and life is heavy too.. but you’re so right. WE CAN CHANGE the whole wide world. You are. We are. xo big.November 20, 2015 – 9:55 pmReplyCancel

  • Vidya Sury - Even with third world problems where we’ve gone hungry some days and broke before the 20th of the month most of the time, when we are in a better place, we want to “give” in every way we can, Kristi. I grew up somewhat poor, but we always spared food for anyone who came to our door. Today, I am better off and I am doing all I can to contribute to making the world a better place. It makes my blood boil when people differentiate when it comes to who they help. We are all humans and that’s all that matters.

    Thank you for such a wonderful post today. Turning the TV on these days is turning on the tears. But tears won’t help, action will. Very close home, our neighboring city is in floods and parts of the city are cut off because they’re practically submerged in water. So heartbreaking to lose lives and homes in an instant like that.

    Hugs! Thanks again! Thrilled we’re cohosting together this week!November 20, 2015 – 1:59 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Aw, Vidya, I love your stories about feeding the world as best you can… and yes, we are all humans and and and… Turning on the TV sucks. Action matters and huge HUGS to you. So many thank yous for hosting with me this week, and the weeks that you do. You are amazing.November 20, 2015 – 9:56 pmReplyCancel

  • Christine Organ - Thank you for this reminder AND for the links. Such helpful informationNovember 20, 2015 – 8:59 amReplyCancel

  • Elizabeth - Well said, my friend.November 20, 2015 – 9:52 amReplyCancel

  • Emily - It’s so true how we need to remember that despite our own challenges, others have it SO MUCH WORSE. Thank you for providing this much needed perspective!November 20, 2015 – 11:12 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I hate that others have it worse. I hate that we have to feel guilty when our lives suck. I am ug to all of it. I know you get that. xoxoxoNovember 20, 2015 – 9:58 pmReplyCancel

  • Michele - This last week has hurt my heart so much. And perspective is everything, isn’t it? Thank you for sharing yours, and for helping your readers to do more good in the world through these links.November 20, 2015 – 2:31 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Ahhh perspective. So much that it’s everything and thank you Michele!November 21, 2015 – 7:10 pmReplyCancel

  • Marcia @Menopausalmom - The news lately has been heartbreaking. I can’t even watch anymore. It makes me wish I had millions so that I keep help every single child who is living in these hellish times.November 20, 2015 – 8:51 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Marcia,
      Me too. Sigh. Me, too. Here’s to your book becoming a movie and getting the millions to help all of the kids. It’s so heartbreaking.November 21, 2015 – 7:29 pmReplyCancel

  • Joy - Your compassion is beautiful. As is your global perspective. Love does win and yes, let’s change the world!November 20, 2015 – 10:30 pmReplyCancel

  • Lisa @ The Meaning of Me - As always, you manage to speak most beautifully. This echoes some of the thoughts in my own post – which I have to finish and post, I know. Hardship is relative, it’s personal. And at some point, everybody experiences it in some form.
    xoxoNovember 21, 2015 – 12:39 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Aw thanks, Lisa. I loved your post and you’re so right – hardship is relative and very very personal and we do experience it. Still, mine feel less-than when I see families hiking for 100+ miles to try and get out of a war zone. πŸ™November 21, 2015 – 7:31 pmReplyCancel

      • Lisa @ The Meaning of Me - My Grandfather used to say, “No matter how bad you think things are for you, there is always someone worse off.” I think that is very true. And that doesn’t mean our own trials and sufferings are less, it just helps put things in perspective. I can’t go out for dinner? OK, some moms can’t feed their family at all tonight. I think that makes me more conscious of what else is out there. And more grateful for what I do have. xoNovember 21, 2015 – 9:34 pmReplyCancel

  • Dana - I have to keep reminding myself that for all the evil in this world, there is more good. It doesn’t always make the news, but it’s there. Your posts often help me remember that.November 21, 2015 – 2:12 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - There so is more good. Always always. XO Speaking of good, so looking forward to writing with you next month! Thank you again.November 21, 2015 – 7:32 pmReplyCancel

  • JT Walters - Kristi,

    I am going to dare to descendent from your opinion. The USA has third world problems that are hidden.

    I have a sick child. No one helps us. As a matter of fact the government can not stand us. They hate us so before one more person is put in line to receive anything before my son who has been waiting for over a decade and a half….I say, “No, we have our own people, including veterans, who are not getting taken care of first. Obamacare is a huge part of the problem…everyone is covered who is too poor but because those who can afford to pay are refusing there is no access.

    I agree with you five ways to aid hardship but charity begins at home and there are many parts of this country which qualify for third world country status.

    As I sat in a waiting room of a major university hospital in Florida while my son who has been sick for over a month and has a rare disease. The Florida Department of Health refuses to care for medically complex children. You do not know hardship until you have walked that road alone. I did it while providing end stage rectal cancer care for my Mom alone as two oncologists insisted she did not need hospice and then when the finally did agree only a few days before she died the social worker screamed my Mother’s insurance didn’t cover it despite me citing the exact statute to her.

    I was told we were, “Too poor for humanity!”

    So at this hospital I sat next to this woman who had snot flowing from her nostrils which she wiped off with her hands. She was American and she told me she was in her early twenties. She not only had HIV but LUPUS and an upper respiratory infection as well. The government has cut back her food stamps and she can not get enough calories to survive. She was gauntly thin and African American.

    America is a third world country now. It just is not for those the live and work inside the beltway.

    Syrian refugees are not wanted in an of the other Arab States. One has to wonder why the USA, who can not treat it’s own people with humanity and compassion, would have any business taking anyone from any other country until our people are taken care of first including but not limited to our veterans who we ask to make the ultimate sacrifice and then they return to see Syrian refugees living better than veterans or Americans?

    Idealistically, your thoughts are beautiful but realistically our government could very well see the country collapse into a civil war with the Clinton $500 million aid package to Pakistan while Pakistan protected Osama Bin Laden, refugees from Jordan, Turkey, Iraq, Iran, Somalia, etc getting welfare, housing, healthcare and free college educations that far surpass what is accessible to Americans and/or Veterans.

    Refugees see America as the plaza hotel to have a lovely vacation at the expense of the people who have forged and served this country. God knows those refugees will all end up living as fat cats inside the beltway.

    I am glad you has posed this question because it now is clear to me those who suffer outside the beltway mean nothing to those living inside the beltway. The only answer is to over populated, dwindle down all the resources of those living so richly in the third world to be sensitive to those of us outside the beltway living in the third world. When inside the beltway and outside the belt way look the same everyone will finally get it.

    We have no business taking refugees when we can not care for our own people including our veterans.

    Finally, you really think the water you are drinking is clean? How much do you know about water santitation. The people who sued PG&E would completely, disagree with you but most of them are dead.

    I adore you but this and the 2nd amendment scream a serious nativity about the world we live in. The USA outside the beltway is a third world country. Actually, I have seen third world countries with better info structure, healthcare, educational systems. Americans and American veterans are treated like dirt. Until humane healthcare and a first rate of ducational system return to the USA, we have no business taking on refugees.

    Taking on refugees during wars is a haphazard practice.

    The USA needs to put Americans first!

    Or the refugees live and work in the White House limited to only moving inside the beltway. And when there is an attack on DC, then the military stays home and Obama term is over. He is no FDR.

    I love you but I love my neighbors who I see suffer everyday because of a collapsing government spending far too much money on war, sending young men home in caskets never to be Fathers. I have friends and family currently active in the military. We do not need another never ending war to keep bad incompetent weak “so called” leaders in office so they can line their pockets with money from defense or just cheat in the stock market buying before every government contract is awarded…..No More….No Thank…And you think Americans would be taken as refugees? No Way!November 21, 2015 – 4:05 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - JT,
      I’ll probably go out of order here but yes, I do think that Americans would be taken as refugees by many of the European countries if we needed them to take us. I also think that Canada and Mexico would allow us to flee there if need be. I am in no way trying to imply that things are perfect or even ideal here in the US because they are not. People fight too hard for health care and services, as we both know. I hate that I have to fight for my son to get what he needs. That you need to fight for your son to get what he needs and that he still does not get what he needs. You are doing very important work to try and help your own son and families with special needs members all across the country. I was merely trying to say that while I feel like I’ve had hardships, I have not had to pack up as much as I could into a backpack and hike 100 miles to safety to have my family not be blown up, and then getting turned away anyway. That’s just wrong and as a human, maybe I am naive but I think everybody deserves to not wonder whether they’ll be blown up in their sleep each night. Or beheaded.

      The USA does need to do a better job at putting Americans first but I think that we also need to view the state of the world as human affairs. It’s very likely that there will be an attack here in the next year or two. Again.

      I didn’t talk at all about whether to take on refugees but believe that we should. Also three out of five of the links I shared are for help here in the US. Giving blood, for example, is something those of us healthy enough to do so can do even when we cannot afford to help in other ways.
      PS technically, I live outside of the beltway but understood your reference.November 21, 2015 – 7:41 pmReplyCancel

      • JT Walters - First Ms.Campbell, I both hate and live your diplomacy. It must drive hubs crazy in an argument. i agree but in my lily opinion those are UN General Assembly Matters and not USA matters.

        Idealistically, I do not want any family anywhere suffering but do you realize how many fact Syrian dead refugee pictures have been put up of dead children on Facebook? i know because I have worked in the medical field and seem dead children. These children are clearly not dead.

        Realistically, I have sat in the middle of hospital and colleges and been told my son could not have services because those services were reserved for refugees. I have known refugees who have gotten free housing, food stamps and jobs while American veterans were homeless on the street.

        For the record, I know where you live. You know this and i was very clear when I made the statement about the beltway you did not live inside it or I would not have made it. I do actually love you even when I completely disagree with you.

        One final practical matter, I do not think you should tell people your husband does laundry. You may become the envy of the married world!!! You are also setting the bar way to high for the beer chugging coach potato football fan husbands.

        None of us want anyone to suffer. But that attitude has lead to Americans be loathed around the world and giving all their monies for social services, welfare, and healthcare programs to refugees. In 2000 when my son was born with a disability my mother literally said to me, “Cross the border and re-enter the country illegally and your son will live like a KING!” It is very sad but very true about the great state of Florida.

        Canada yes…but I am not so certain about Mexico especially with the drug cartels. Western Europe openly admits they hate us. They endure us but do not like us and I doubt they would take us as refugees unless an asset like a nuclear scientist, engineer, doctor…etc…

        Ugh…you are such a good diplomat Eleneanor Roosevelt!!!😘November 21, 2015 – 8:14 pmReplyCancel

        • Kristi Campbell - I wonder if there are studies about cases like special needs children getting better services when they are illegal. An interesting perspective and not something I’ve heard before.November 22, 2015 – 5:53 pmReplyCancel

          • JT Walters - Ugh..Ganhi…you did it again!!! i quit!!πŸ™„November 22, 2015 – 6:16 pm

        • Linda Atwell - Out One Ear - JT Walters: Where are you getting your information that American’s are loathed around the world? From personal experience? Because I travel a lot and have not heard (or seen) anyone in the European countries I’ve visited disparage Americans. This is going to sound terrible, but you sound like you watch FOX news and get all your jaded info from that station. Personally, I found some of your statements outrageous, like when you say things like: the government cannot stand us, they hate us…. you should come into the country illegally and your son will live like a king… And many more, ridiculous statements that I just don’t want to waste my time to repeat.

          My husband does laundry, mops floors, scrubs toilets, washes the car, does the yard work, and he’s even learned to make Taco Soup recently (as well as quite a few other great meals)–and not because I make him or have even asked him to do these things. He feels they need to be done. And he loves me and we’ve been married over 33 years. And many of the “guys” in our circle of friends help out around the house too. Obviously your opinions differ greatly from mine. I’m sorry, but you lost me at your first sentence on both comments.November 24, 2015 – 1:29 amReplyCancel

      • Linda Atwell - Out One Ear - I totally agree with you Kristi.November 24, 2015 – 1:33 amReplyCancel

  • Lisa @ Golden Spoons - It is so hard to forget how many blessings we have sometimes. I whine about my 70s style bathroom and forget that I am blessed to have clean, running water. I complain about packing lunches and rising dinner because I forget that I am blessed to have plenty to feed my family and myself. Thanks for the reminder and the suggestions~November 22, 2015 – 4:54 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - XO Lisa. And you know, I still do think it’s okay to bitch about packing lunches and stuff because pain! But yeah, perspective is so key. xoNovember 22, 2015 – 5:52 pmReplyCancel

  • Tamara - YES! Yes. Actual ways to actually help. Not just think or pray. Sigh. I am a bit of a complainer. I guess it’s because I only know things one way or so, and even when I try to wrap my head around certain ways of suffering, I can’t. I only know my own suffering.
    I try to live more in the beautiful moment. And it’s hard.November 22, 2015 – 9:10 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I can only know my own as well but I want to be better at the world’s.November 23, 2015 – 10:15 pmReplyCancel

  • Linda Atwell - Out One Ear - I believe love wins too. It has to! And I can’t watch much of the news either anymore. All of the ugliness is so heartbreaking.

    In the past couple of years, John and I have made a commitment to help someone less fortunate every month. We recognize that we have way more than we deserver and/or need. Besides, Lindsey has inspired us with her regular donation to an organization that sponsors kids (she’s been doing this for 16 years and counting!). Because of her comittment, we decided to make a similar one–although we vary our contributions to what feels right each month. This month we are helping a sick child: Alfie. He has an extremely deformed foot and lives in the Philippines. I don’t know if there is enough money in the world to help every single person in need, but we have to start somewhere. And every little bit helps, and for us, it feels right to know that we are trying in our small, inadequate way.

    I totally agree with you. Love will win.November 24, 2015 – 1:13 amReplyCancel

  • JT Walters - Ms. Atwell,

    While I may disagree with the hostess of this sight, I would never personally attack one of its’ participants because I disagreed with them.

    Kristi knows me well but for your edification, I haven’t traveled to other countries. I have lived in them. My information comes from living within the culture of those countries. Western Europe has had many historical critics of the USA including Salvador Dali. Tourists are always told they are loved. Live in another country, speaker their language and get back to me.

    After 9/11, within minutes of the first attack, I shut the TV off. There are a few shows I will watch on demand but I do not watch any news stations. I caught glimpses of the Conneticut elementary school shooting and the Boston bombing because I was in places that tv(s) were on and noticed atleast one of the victims died twice. We have actors portraying the dead on tv so no thank you.

    Speak for your own region of the country because each region is extremely different. I believe Oregon is famous for helping out the homeless. Go to Alaska and see how the homeless are treated or Florida? You do not live where I live. You do not know me. It is absolutely a thousand percent true that undocumented workers are receiving better benefits, kids are going to better schools and have unions in Florida that are illegal unions to encourage more undocumented workers to come here.

    So maybe before you get your 50 stamps in your passport you should get to know your own country better. And maybe instead of attacking another parent of a child with special needs, that is a special kind of evil, you should try to empathesize and understand where that person is coming from? You want Syrian refugees to move here and take all your child’s social services?

    You misconstrued, assumed and with vile disdain, not live, responded with contempt to another parent of a child with special needs to make yourself feel better.

    Congratulations!

    I feel sorry for anyone who gets a beeping helping of your love!

    Per her hubs, I was kidding her and she knew that and that is why your post is filled with self righteous hatred. Great another hateful Democrat from Oregon named Linda Atwell who uses others blogs to be a complete jerk. Had you read my post, which clearly you did not, I said my Mother said it about dragging my son across the border and in Florida it is true but I guess from an Oregon view, who does not deal with the chainsaw beheadings of the Mexican drug cartels, ignorance screams.

    As for your husband, you wouldn’t have to advertise if things were so great! No sale on you or him or your cause. Your post is the anti-marketing of your family.

    Second Amendment must stay just for those who abuse the First.November 24, 2015 – 7:54 amReplyCancel

  • Sandra - Wonderful post! And so true. I work with a woman who has had to take leave because she’s developed lupus. She has 4 children and a husband who didn’t work because he stayed home with the smaller kids. This year my unit is preparing a hamper for her, and we’ve been accumulating money for her and her family. It’s not much, and in the wake of the Syrian refugees I wish there was more to do, but every little bit helps. Thank you for the reminder.November 26, 2015 – 3:56 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Aw Sandra,
      I love that you’re doing something for a woman you work with. That’s where it starts. That’s all of it. If each of us, always, did those things, the world would be so so much better. xo.November 26, 2015 – 10:44 pmReplyCancel

  • Kenya G. Johnson - Love the “I didn’t need the for real help, not like some do.” We/I have so much to be thankful for. And OMG aren’t you blessed with the laundry!November 30, 2015 – 2:01 pmReplyCancel

β€œYou know, not making a decision is making one. It’s a way out, because not choosing an option over another means that the decisionΒ is made for you,” my dad said. β€œThat’s a decision in itself, and one that you may regret.” β€œBut I don’t know what to do!” I said, trying not to cry. β€œIt […]

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  • Sandra - I think I’m first in these comments! First of all, beautiful and thought provoking as always. I’m glad you forgave younger you for saying the R word and making that statement. It’s not uncommon. And you are a strong loving mother who appreciated the gift of a child. If I wasn’t bound by a privacy thing, I could tell you a story that would make younger you just young, as opposed to downright violent, as I have witnessed.November 12, 2015 – 11:05 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - You are first in these comments, Sandra! Thank you so much for your kind words and YIKES to the downright violent story. Hope you’re having a great Friday!November 13, 2015 – 5:19 pmReplyCancel

  • JT Walters - I think you nailed it. Making memories which bring my son happiness and that will fortify him through life is what influences me most. I am also consumed with trying to teach him because I believe an active brain can heal itself.

    In my opinion all of these children are here to teach us humanity, empathy, unconditional love, and acceptance for them and ultimately and hopefully before we die for ourselves. Diversity is a strength even when you factor in the special needs population.

    And I must state my son brings me so much happiness and joy just by sharing how he sees the world with me. He has an awesome sense of humor! I tell him to everyday to navigate the world in silence takes genius and if he ever overcomes that the rest will be easy. He has had a pretty hard life thus far so he has strength.

    The little boy I dreamed of with light hair and emerald green eyes who hugged me when I got home from my fancy job and said, “I missed you and love you so much Mom. Come read me a book!” never materialized for me either. I grieved not having that child a bit but instead…

    I have beautiful Alex who hates hair so he has a GI haircut, loathed the Navy Seal Museum once he realized it was educational so he hoped in the closest chopper waiting to fly out. When that didn’t work he attempted to reprogram the museum electronic alarm so I took him out to run the SEAL obstacle course and he ran to the car! The wall was quite high to scale and I would not have made it up the ropes.

    My son has special needs but he is perfect because he is my son. Probably the greatest influence I and teacher in my life is my son too. Not the son I thought I’d have but the one who deals with adversity bravely everyday. Alex was right about the obstacle course. He’d have been fine but I’d have fallen and broken my leg. He has common sense.November 12, 2015 – 11:16 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Awesome comment JT. You’re so right – our kids do teach us all humanity and empathy and unconditional love. And, they’re amazing just as they are. Better than imagined, even. And wow, Alex was pretty insistent about getting out of that educational Seal Museum! LOL πŸ™‚November 13, 2015 – 5:24 pmReplyCancel

      • JT Walters - LOLπŸ˜‚ Necessity is the Mother of invention especially when it comes to get out of Museum Education….Adapt, achieve & overcome! LMAO!

        My cute son was waiting by the car for when I broken my leg on the obstacle course. He didn’t want to be in the way of the ambulance. Typical teen thinking…”My Mother is an idiot but I still love her!”November 13, 2015 – 6:51 pmReplyCancel

        • Kristi Campbell - Well I thought the same thing as a teen so who can blame him!! LOL πŸ™‚November 13, 2015 – 8:28 pmReplyCancel

  • Pat B - What a beautiful and inspiring post! Looking back on our younger selves, though sometimes painful, is a good thing if there is something to learn from doing that. Sometimes it is just to learn to forgive ourselves.November 13, 2015 – 1:35 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thank you so much Pat! And you’re right – forgiving ourselves is so important.November 13, 2015 – 5:30 pmReplyCancel

  • Robin - What a sweet post. We as adults so wish our we were oh-so-perfect in our teens/twenties. I so know that wasn’t the case. I had no idea! But got teary-eyed when I read this–never had this vision of what my son would be like but sometimes when I get frustrated w/him, it only last a few minutes because afterwards I hear him say “but mom, why would you want me to be like everyone else?”, “normal”, “average”, “typical”, “what’s so great about that?” and I know he’s right–he’s pretty awesome. Learning pace is different. Quirkiness is different. But different is pretty great too…because honestly, who aspires for ‘average”?November 13, 2015 – 8:18 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Robin,
      Thank you! I love “what’s so great about that?” from your son. And yeah, different can be pretty amazing indeed.November 13, 2015 – 5:31 pmReplyCancel

  • Emily - Aw, I love how you finished this week’s sentence! And, had I finished it too (I promise I’ll get back in the game one of these days!), I think my answer would have been similar..all three of my dudes have been huge influences on my life, but in completely different ways. Oh and btw, I love the meaning of your tattoo.:)November 13, 2015 – 8:39 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thank you Emily!! No pressure or anything but you can still link up until Sunday at noon πŸ˜€
      Hope you have had a great Friday!November 13, 2015 – 5:38 pmReplyCancel

  • Allie - We have the same influences:). And yes, please forgive your younger self. I forgive my younger self, poor thing just had no clue, you know?? Can’t stay mad at her. And I think she would be pretty in impressed with how she turned out – and by what influences her today. P.S. I’ve been sick all week and couldn’t get it together to write a real post. Did a favorites list instead. BlahNovember 13, 2015 – 9:12 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Allie,
      Yeah, young and dumb for sure and you’re right – we can’t stay mad at those poor girls. I’m so sorry that you’ve been sick all week!! I loved your favorite list!November 13, 2015 – 5:41 pmReplyCancel

  • Dana - My kids are my biggest influences too, but I love what Lizzi said in her comment. You would still be the amazing woman you are even without Tucker’s influence, but he makes you even better. My kids make me better too, and I think that is motherhood’s greatest gift.November 13, 2015 – 11:25 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Aw that’s so so nice Dana! Thank you. You would still be amazing too. And yeah, kids making us better is pretty awesome for sure.November 13, 2015 – 5:44 pmReplyCancel

  • Roshni - My younger self would have said something similar – actually, my younger self said that I wouldn’t marry and have kids because it would just burden me and I would hate it. I smile now at that. I’m sure you do too. And, you know that you are already changing lives, one mom of a special needs kid at a time!November 13, 2015 – 2:14 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Roshni,
      How funny that you said you’d never marry. Thank you for your sweet words!November 13, 2015 – 5:46 pmReplyCancel

  • April G - What a beautiful post. My angel child changed my life for the living ones and I don’t even know if they know. Hopefully, I’ll be joining you for the next one!November 13, 2015 – 6:17 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thanks, April. I can imagine that your angel child puts so much of the day-to-day in perspective. I hope to see you for the next one too! (and, no pressure of course but this week’s is open until Sunday around noon if you’re feeling inspired)
      Hope you have a great weekend!November 13, 2015 – 6:48 pmReplyCancel

  • Elizabeth - “You know there’s no such thing as alien dolphins, right?” He’s going to need to read “A Hitchkker’s Guide to the Galaxy” when he is older. πŸ˜‰November 14, 2015 – 1:49 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Oh Elizabeth! I will so have to have him read that when he’s older! I wonder where he heard about alien dolphins! Thanks so much and I hope you and your family are having a great weekend!November 14, 2015 – 5:19 pmReplyCancel

  • Tamara - Alien dolphins aren’t real???? I’m not positive about that, but I definitely choose to believe the biggest influencer in your life!November 15, 2015 – 8:36 pmReplyCancel

  • FlutistPride - I’m inviting you to participate in the Compare and Contrast Challenge.November 17, 2015 – 11:45 amReplyCancel

There was a time in my life when I knew everything. When I was 19 years old, I knew how to solve homelessness and poverty, where the best place was to get free beer, the liquor store least likely to card me, and where to bum cigarettes when I was out of them. I was […]

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  • Dana - Thinking you know everything is proof that you don’t, isn’t it? What you said to your stepdaughter is similar to what I’ve been thinking lately – how different my kids’ lives will be in five years. How different my life will be, although not as different as theirs will be.

    As long as Gwen never, EVER wears stirrup pants.November 5, 2015 – 10:05 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - So true Dana. The thinking we know is proof that we don’t! LOL to Gwen never ever wearing stirrup pants. What about shoulder pads?November 7, 2015 – 7:02 pmReplyCancel

  • JT Walters - At 16, I lived in Europe and thought I was so ahead of the curve living in Rome, speaking Italian, and completely immersed in another culture, country, continent and far away from my parents but at 19 I was in aerospace engineering school on an AirForce Base. All my classmates were Chinese and I was the only American let alone female including the professor who taught in a very heavy Chinese accent.

    At 19, I realize no matter how much you love something some dreams are just not meant to be realized at the time. Aerospace engineering for women in the 1980(s) was very difficult. But the minute I let go of that dream, I had another to pursue.

    Ironically, aerospace engineers were making approximately $250k annual at that time. Now they are making $25k. Things sometimes turn out for the best even though we might not see it immediately…in my opinion.November 5, 2015 – 10:15 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - WOW JT your 19 sounds incredible!!! And yeah, you’re so right. Things often do turn out for the best although it’s so so hard to see at the time. Thank you!November 7, 2015 – 7:03 pmReplyCancel

  • Vidya Sury - Ooh, hugs, Kristi! I love how we swim through different perspectives. Besides obviously adoring how you looked then, my heart melted as I read your words… what a way to embrace life!

    I know that the picture of your son sleeping is going to be etched in my mind and I’ll smile whenever it comes into focus. Hugs!

    I found this post a little hard to write because I couldn’t seem to stop – there was so much to say – I have a feeling I must have come across as a little stilted. Too much happened when I was 19.November 6, 2015 – 5:19 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Vidya,
      I’m so glad that you co-hosted with us this week and loved your post. The things that you were doing at 19 are amazing! You were so mature-seeming compared to me! And you’re right – so much to say about 19. Maybe I’ll do another prompt soon about a teenage year, or one in our early 20’s?
      And you didn’t come across as stilted at ALL! Thank you!!!November 7, 2015 – 7:05 pmReplyCancel

  • A;;ie - A part of me wishes I’d known you and lived close when I was we were nineteen – I think we would have had a lot of fun. And then I wise up and realize that it may have been a dangerous thing. And look at you smoking-bad-ass self, with the Goldilocks:)!November 6, 2015 – 6:22 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - OOOH we’d have had FUN!! And maybe been arrested, so there’s that. But yeah, we’d have had fun. LOL to smoking-bad-ass-self. Ha!November 7, 2015 – 7:06 pmReplyCancel

  • Bev - Your cartoons are amazing and hilarious!
    When you’re 19, you really do think you know everything, as I’m sure I do now as well, and I’ll look back in a decade or so and realize how much I still had yet to learn.November 6, 2015 – 6:41 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Aw thanks, Bev! It’s so true that at 19 we think we know everything. It’s funny to look back and see how naive and YOUNG we were huh?November 7, 2015 – 7:07 pmReplyCancel

  • Janine Huldie - Yup, at 19 I totally thought I knew it all and was invincible, as well. Now, at almost 40, I know that not to be true and even know that I still have so much more to learn and am thankful for each day as it unfolds, even the craziest of days. So here is to continually learning and knowing that each and every day matters and is a blessing, too.November 6, 2015 – 6:55 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - LOL Janine! I guess we all did then – think we were invincible and all of that. And yes, completely agree – here’s to continually learning and knowing each day is a blessing.November 7, 2015 – 7:09 pmReplyCancel

  • Katy @ Experienced Bad Mom - Here’s to a land of empathy and wonder!

    I think what you’ve shared should help me face my kids’ teen years. We were all young and hopeful and stupid and hopeful and happy and stupid as teens.

    The 80s were so rad BTW!November 6, 2015 – 9:25 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Katy, love the way you phrase it. “…young and hopeful and stupid and hopeful and happy and stupid…” YUP! And oh jeez.. The teen years for our own kids. Gulp.November 7, 2015 – 7:10 pmReplyCancel

  • Elizabeth - At 19 I knew my life would be different than I imagined it – I just didn’t know how different! Such a universal theme you’ve highlighted. πŸ™‚November 6, 2015 – 10:02 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - It really is universal, isn’t it. Such a strange thing perspective is. And wonder at the future. Thank you.November 7, 2015 – 7:11 pmReplyCancel

  • Kelly L McKenzie - Oh now you were one of the cool girls that I was SO SO SO jealous of, Kristi. Man alive girl. I was at the complete opposite end of the spectrum. “How old are you?” was my nemesis. However, athough I still looked 14 when I was in my early 20’s I did get up to a little bit of mischief, every now and then. Oh alright. A Hell of a lot of mischief. My best pal and I look back on those days and agree that we are SO lucky to still be alive. You’ve no idea.November 6, 2015 – 12:05 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Kelly! The whole looking back on the days and realizing that we are so lucky to be alive! Funny that you mention that. I remember once, when my friend (the one that I went to the grave yard in NO with) and I were talking and laughing about that night, her older brother (we were visiting him in New Orleans) said “we were lucky to be alive” and we rolled our eyes, thinking how old and whatever he was. Now, I cringe that we even went there! LOL πŸ™‚ And I’ve no doubt that you had your mischief. Whether you found it or it found you!!November 7, 2015 – 7:13 pmReplyCancel

  • Tamara - I tell ya, I wouldn’t want to go back.. for more than a day or so. I miss having dark under circles that would go completely away from one night of good sleep.
    And I thought I knew SO MUCH. I still do. But one day I’ll probably realize I knew nothing at 19 and nearly nothing in my 30’s!November 6, 2015 – 12:52 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - OOOH I miss looking great from just a single night of sleep too. But yeah, I thought I knew everything too. And did when I was older than 19 and will again, I’m sure. Good point.November 7, 2015 – 7:40 pmReplyCancel

  • Emily - For me, it’s strange to think back to when I was 19 because a) I feel like I don’t remember so much from that time and b) my oldest dude is almost that age now…yikes! It makes me look at him and wonder if he’ll do the same stupid things I did (I know the answer – yes) and yet as parents, we sort of have to let them do those things in order to learn…we can give all the advice we want, but I know he’s only half-listening…sighNovember 6, 2015 – 2:11 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Emily,
      Yikes is right and yeah, you’re wise in knowing that we have to let them do the stupid things so that they learn. I hope that Tucker is less, um, adventurous though than I was for SURE! xoNovember 8, 2015 – 10:53 amReplyCancel

  • Lisa @ Golden Spoons - I love that last part. I was just talking today with a group of women and we were saying how different our perspective is at 40-ish than it was even ten years ago – much less 20+. Like someone else said, I think once we realize we DON’T know everything is when we have really reached an acceptable level of maturity.November 6, 2015 – 4:35 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - So true Lisa! Makes me wonder too, if at 60, we’ll look back and think how much we still had to learn at 40-ish. I know we’ll think “we were so YOUNG!” Sigh. xoNovember 8, 2015 – 10:54 amReplyCancel

  • Louise - Oh this is fun! If I have the energy once the kids are in bed I may join in.

    I was 13 when I knew everything but much of this rings true. I’d like to think by 19 I was getting it together – but I suspect my parents would disagree πŸ™‚

    I love the old photos!November 6, 2015 – 6:54 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - So glad you joined in, Louise! LOL to your parents disagreeing how much you knew at 19. And yeah, 13 is a good one for “know it all” too right? πŸ™‚November 8, 2015 – 10:55 amReplyCancel

  • Sandra - Oh gawd I miss the 80s. My hair was curly then not this ridiculous old lady frizz…sigh…but yes, I know where you’re coming from. But still…we got to show our belly buttons! How awesome was that!November 6, 2015 – 8:18 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - It was awesome showing our belly buttons! LOL
      Also FYI tried to subscribe to your feed but got a 404 – can you add me? Hope you’re ok and that your weekend is going great!November 8, 2015 – 10:59 amReplyCancel

  • Mimi - I loved these comparisons between what you once knew vs. now. And then that wisdom at the end. So true. Powerful stuff ! And loved the trip down memory lane. πŸ™‚ xoNovember 7, 2015 – 12:58 amReplyCancel

  • Angel the Alien - When I was 19 I thought I was a grown-up… and now that seems so young to me! But in the 80’s I was a happy little kid and loved Rainbow Brite and Punky Brewster and He-Man and Care Bears and playing outside in the sand and swinging on my swingset! It was a fun time to grow up! I don’t think I’d want to be a little kid in this day and age.November 7, 2015 – 6:36 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Oh I loved Punky Brewster! I’d forgotten about her! And yeah, it does seem scarier to be a little kid these days.November 8, 2015 – 4:42 pmReplyCancel

  • My Inner Chick - ***What we do in the next five minutes. What we do in the all of the nexts. Matters.***

    You.
    Continually.
    Touch.
    My.
    Soul.

    xxx

    PS. the 80s is my fave. decade.November 8, 2015 – 12:32 pmReplyCancel

  • Mike - Hi Kristi! I wanted to stop by for a little hello on your blog (I just emailed you before this ironically) to see latest post. I see you have that magical touch as always! For me, that horrid, false-sense-of-omnipotence and knowledge started at 15 years old when I get my first car. When I was 18 and moved on my own to Reno I got a huge crash course in reality. That QUICKLY snapped me out of it and began a really good life path. As I reading your post it also made me reflect on today’s youth oh lordy do we have our work cut out for us if we are going to have any positive influence in bringing them to the realities you and I (and millions of others through the generations) discovered. Think of you always and love you so much! πŸ™‚November 8, 2015 – 10:25 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Mike! What fun to see your name here, my sweet and amazing guy! I agree that we most definitely have our work cut out for us and I’m glad that you figured out your own reality early on. Sooooo so glad you stopped by. I’ll check email again now. Love you!November 9, 2015 – 3:25 pmReplyCancel

Often, she who sits inside of depression or anxiety cannot see it. She feels alone. Unworthy. Worried. She assumes that she’s less than. A new mother may have an even harder time recognizing the symptoms of PPD and anxiety. She will likely assume that her tears are caused by hormones, leaky breasts, and sleepless nights. […]

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  • Dana - I so, so hope that the mothers who need this book will find it. And the mothers who don’t need it anymore will read it and are thankful for the light in their lives.

    Congrats, Kristi – you did good.November 3, 2015 – 4:35 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Aw thanks, Dana. I so hope the mothers that need it will find it as well. And that those who don’t are thankful for their light. xo to you and YES LUNCH SOON. How’s Friday looking? Let’s DM.November 3, 2015 – 10:54 pmReplyCancel

  • Allie - Great post. I’m so proud of you, and around ticstand with you. I read your essay today and it is amazing. Like you. Love you, A.November 3, 2015 – 5:05 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - You are amazing. I just read your essay and wow. You and I had so many similarities. I love you, too. And I’m proud of you.November 3, 2015 – 10:55 pmReplyCancel

  • Janine Huldie - Huge congrats on being a part of this wonderful book and your except was so very powerful, real and from the heart. I now want to read the rest of it, too.November 3, 2015 – 5:47 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thanks, Janine. I really appreciate you saying so and I want to read the rest of it, too!November 3, 2015 – 11:05 pmReplyCancel

  • JT Walters - You rocked it. It is finally okay to tell women that whatever they feel is apart is okay because having a baby is a tremendous ADJUSTMENT. It is not all Gerber baby stuff and it can be very overwhelming. They key is to get help if you need it.

    Thank you for opening up about this incredibly important topic because families are sacred and your openness may be saving them or giving that timid Mother the strength to reach out for help.

    You never fall short of expectation…absolutely phenomenal!November 3, 2015 – 7:13 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - So so true, thank you thank you. It finally IS time to tell women that they are allowed to ask for help. Thank you!!!November 3, 2015 – 11:05 pmReplyCancel

  • April G - I’ve experienced the wildest of worst case scenario dreams. I am happy that none have come to pass.November 3, 2015 – 7:59 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I still have them at times. Tucker, falling into a river or a lake or a ditch. Or me… but thank you for saying that. I really appreciate it.November 3, 2015 – 11:06 pmReplyCancel

  • Tamara - Sigh. Gorgeous. I’m going to cry at every chapter, right? I’ve already pretty much figured out that this book will impact me so deeply.November 3, 2015 – 8:33 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Probably to the crying at every chapter. I haven’t read the whole thing yet – I have to pace myself. xo youNovember 3, 2015 – 11:07 pmReplyCancel

  • Bev - I’m looking forward to reading this book. PPD & Anxiety was something I definitely worried about before I had my daughter. I know several woman who have suffered — it is important that the stigma be erased. Thank you for sharing your story!November 3, 2015 – 8:50 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thank you so much Bev. I am glad it wasn’t an issue for you, so so much.November 3, 2015 – 11:08 pmReplyCancel

  • Kenya G. Johnson - Wow what an excerpt! I can’t even imagine the pain of PPD. Just early motherhood in general was hard and lonely. I remember getting something from the hospital that we received in our check out class. They urged us to keep it on the refrigerator for at least a year and it was bullet points of feelings like you list above and more. I never needed to call anyone, but I faithfully held onto it until I thought I wasNovember 4, 2015 – 9:00 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Kenya, I don’t even know if I had it! But I had visions of accidentally dropping him, fear, loneliness, and so wish I weren’t alone then. I wish I’d gotten what you had at check-out class. That sounds wonderful. I never needed to call anyone either but wow, I wish I’d known then what I do now, ya know?November 4, 2015 – 10:16 pmReplyCancel

  • Elizabeth - Consider this important message shared!November 4, 2015 – 10:26 amReplyCancel

  • Sandra - Wow. Just wow. That’s exactly what I include in my speech to my new mothers at work when I’m talking to them about PPD. I tell them that if they ever envision throwing their baby against a wall and watching the head go splat, then they need to realize they aren’t alone in this thought, and there is an entire community of women out there to support them. Actually, I’m to start including the name of this book when I give my PPD speech. This book should be given to all new moms leaving the hospital. Your words are beautiful and heartbreaking all at once, but so many of us relate.November 6, 2015 – 8:09 pmReplyCancel

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