Author: Kitt O’Malley
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I'm at a Loss…
My son has missed WAY too much school this year. He’s attending a private school where he gets one-on-one attention and learns at his own pace, so he simply falls behind and the charges for missed classes just keep adding up. He had gastroenteritis earlier this year (which we all had and which we all…
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DEAR READER: Boundaries, Intimacy, and Trust
My post published today on Organic Coffee, Haphazardly. Yes, I have boundary issues.
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Nothering, Too Good, or Good Enough Mother?
Feminine Collective published Good Enough Mothering, a poem of mine about mothering a migraineur. Check it out: femininecollective.com/good-enough-mother/
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Wave the White Flag
Need to write out the pain and exhaustion in my heart Pain and grieving my parents’ dementias Pain and exhaustion caring for my son Must back off both Must take care of myself Must Must Must Must take care of myself Ready to throw in the towel To admit defeat To wave a white flag…
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Cocooning
Cocooning Recovering from social demands From social interaction From caring for others My son My husband My parents From caring about too many From caring too much You may not hear from me You may not read much from me I’m depleted I need to refill Not to care so much about others But to…
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Happy Anniversary to KittOMalley.com
I’ve been blogging for three years! Yay! Hope to do more writing. Hands full this week caring for my son. He’s going through a rough patch. His migraine medication (anti-seizure medication topiramate aka Topamax) interferes with his memory and cognition (why it’s nicknamed “Dopamax”), making it challenging for him to read, complete his homework, or…
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Toast
I remember when I was seven years old – the day I turned seven. We, my sister and I, were staying at the Hans Brinker Inn in the Netherlands as our parents enjoyed two weeks in Paris. I was furious with my parents for having abandoned us for those two weeks. At Hans Brinker every…
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The Rebel and His Mother
The Rebel When my son was a preschooler in daycare His class had a field trip to the local In ‘N Out As we walked back to the daycare center My son held my hand We walked in pairs down the sidewalk His daycare teacher said Everyone stay on sidewalk Do not step into the…