2020 we kept telling ourselves we were only going to focus on the positive. But stuff happened to a lot of people and not recognizing the trauma isn't good for the soul. I have said I always wanted to share my entire life even the bad parts with you, but I didn’t this past year because I didn’t want to bring anyone else worry or maybe I didn't think it was my place to tell. I went back and forth about sharing this because of how personal it is, but I decided to share it because if can help one person then it is worth it.
I'm sorry to distract from my normal positive posts, but I have always wanted to be real and help others. That's why I started this blog and I hope to continue doing that.
My mom has drank as long as I can remember. When I was growing up she would have a few glasses of Franzia white Zinfandel from those huge boxes that she kept in the fridge. I knew she liked to drink, but I didn’t know it was a problem. I remember her doing things when she was drunk (I didn’t know that’s what it was at the time) that were embarrassing. And even now something will happen and I'll randomly remember something that I must have blocked out.
When my daughter was a baby we stayed over at her house for a night because we wanted to wake up early and ride somewhere together. She lives over an hour and a half away from me one way. I remember her having “a night cap” which she said was "part of her routine" and the next day when we were talking about it, she clearly didn’t realize she had drank not just one, but four shots of rum.
Hi! I'm Diana. Mommy to my elementary aged son & middle school daughter. I am a former Nanny living in Georgia, who thought I knew everything about raising children until I had my own. Lover of coffee, traveling, and all things Disney. I like to share my thoughts on budget conscious parenting, traveling with kids, crafts, and family friendly recipes. I serve with the children's ministry at my church and am now a teacher at the preschool.
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