casey coombs

announcing…

No. I’m not pregnant. But I do have something new to share with you. Are you in Indianapolis (maybe the Midwest?) and need your picture taken? I’m totally your girl. Introducing…Casey Mullins photography dot com. Yeah. So, that’s where I’ve been. How are you?

the one with all the tulips.

When we grow up Addie and I want to be Dutch and live on a tulip farm.

august eighteenth.

August 18, 2009 Anna is pretty much one of my favorite people on the planet. On August 18, 2009 Anna was down in the dumps. She had suffered a miscarriage earlier in the year and had since been unable to get pregnant. She was sad. She was frustrated. Feelings I know very, very well. WeContinue reading “august eighteenth.”

unsilenced.

Several months ago I read a post on Violence Unsilenced that stirred up some deeply suppressed and ignored feelings. I took those feelings and I wrote. They are feelings and experiences that shaped me into the lovely and disastrous person I am this day. The words I wrote are up for anyone to read, howeverContinue reading “unsilenced.”

the long unfair journey…

I am tired. Emotionally and mentally exhausted. But I don’t think you’d notice if you didn’t know me. I can turn it on and off. I can fake, oh, how I can fake it. Imagine being hip deep in a thick muddy sludge. You’re in a bit of a pickle, sometimes it could even beContinue reading “the long unfair journey…”

the one about the mental health of moms.

**direct link to my article here.** A long time ago I was asked to participate in an annual online rally for and in behalf of new moms on Mother’s Day. The topic is postpartum depression and I was asked to write a letter to new moms about how “this too shall pass.” There are 24Continue reading “the one about the mental health of moms.”

the way I see it.

I can remember, perhaps a little too vividly, a time when I was asked to put my camera down for a photo with another person. I had been hiding behind my camera all weekend. It’s a fantastic excuse to get out of talking to people. As soon as my camera left my hands I feltContinue reading “the way I see it.”

dear emily,

Thank you. Thank you for bringing me with you to the house you grew up in. Thank you for letting me be a part of your family (and Emily’s family? Right back at you yet.) Thank you for twirling batons with my kid and letting me borrow your sweater. Thank you for being a friendContinue reading “dear emily,”

something great.

Two weeks ago I sobbed to Cody about my need to be somewhere that wasn’t Indiana. The two main requirements were that the somewhere had to have soft warm sand and water that touched the horizon. I felt so stupid and selfish. There I was in a brilliant new house on a soft warm bedContinue reading “something great.”

by cody.

***So many of you have emailed with questions for Cody, how he manages my depression, what helps and what does not. I can say that it has been a very bumpy road and it has taken years for him to know how to best help me. I’ve never asked how he does it, I’m justContinue reading “by cody.”