“If you’ve been marked by what might have been, you don’t forget. You know the day, the years… you know exactly what anniversary you’d be celebrating…you’ll never forget the…last time cancer was a word about someone else’s life, or the day that changed absolutely everything. It makes the calendar feel like a minefield, like you’reContinue reading “mary’s story.”
Author Archives: casey coombs
just when you thought it was the sex and socks that would get you, it turns out to be the swedes.
Dear Newlyweds, I’d hate to speak for all married people, but given we’ve been doing this for almost a decade and neither of us have smothered each other with pillows in our sleep or ended up on an episode of Dr. Phil or Maury Povich, I dare say I’m somewhat qualified to hand down theContinue reading “just when you thought it was the sex and socks that would get you, it turns out to be the swedes.”
the one about the illusion of perfection and why it really doesn’t do anybody any good.
I spent countless hall pass breaks in the bathroom of my jr. high and high school with my armpits under the hand dryers or neatly folding toilet paper into origami type shapes to tuck into my bra in a desperate attempt to keep up appearances that I didn’t sweat. But the truth was (and stillContinue reading “the one about the illusion of perfection and why it really doesn’t do anybody any good.”
a laundry fresh scented kenmore elite review.
Maybe you’ve seen the commercial for the new Kenmore top loading washer where a woman with neatly coiffed hair and a perfectly fit little black dress comes out and does some fancy move with some piece of luxurious fabric in a spotless shiny room attempting to sell you on the new line of Kenmore EliteContinue reading “a laundry fresh scented kenmore elite review.”
pausing for the pinchy pants.
Have you ever been out with your friends at dinner and one starts to get uncomfortable because the waistband on her pants is just a little too tight and it’s starting to give her gas while your other friend has blisters from the shoes she hasn’t worn in awhile and no one has a band-aidContinue reading “pausing for the pinchy pants.”
homestretch.
In the past 24 hours I have managed to keep down Jello and toast. WHEE! My belly is very near herniating thanks to a little something called diastasis recti. (The wikiCaseypedia version? This crap hurts something fierce.) There’s the poop. And then there’s the sleepy. (Which has actually been vastly improved upon switching from aContinue reading “homestretch.”
bathtime confessions of a lush.
Two years ago my sister gave me my first lush bath bombs for Christmas. (Sakura and MMM Marshmallow Melting Moment.) Addicted. When we were in Cincy early last year I made Cody drive well out of our way to go to the lush store in Macy’s. Cody stuffed my stocking at Christmas with bath bombs.Continue reading “bathtime confessions of a lush.”
30 weeks.
41″ circumference. 159 lbs. 70 days to go. All is well.
love me, love my petichiae.
So remember when I was all “OH MY FACE! SO SAD!” in regards to the petichiae that had flared up so badly as a result of all my vomiting? (For anyone unaware, petichiae are ruptured capillaries just under the surface of the skin, some are raised and bumpy others are flush but bright red…they areContinue reading “love me, love my petichiae.”
photographic darkness.
It was at this point in my pregnancy with Addie that I attempted to end both her life and my own. Much of my life story can be told through pictures. Bad boyfriends, vacations, new friends, old friends, bad outfit choices and even worse hair choices. But there are no pictures from that three monthContinue reading “photographic darkness.”