• Hi, I’m Blair.

    A sweet Southern girl. Married 4+ years to a devilishly handsome man. Harrison est. October 14, 2009. Miscarriage survivor. Reflux warrior. Battling postpartum depression. Working mom that drinks entirely too much caffeine in the morning. Over-sharing extraordinaire. Hates celery & liars. Loves chocolate chip cookies & to-do lists. "Blair" is my pen name.
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    My Little Buffalo

“Adversity, we get around it. Searched for joy, in you I found it…” ~Relient K

I used to sing in the car. It didn’t matter what was on the radio – Carrie Underwood, Britney Spears, Steppenwolf, Michael Buble, Jay-Z.  I even have Moses Hogan CD’s that I popped in, just to belt out Elijah Rock (don’t know what that is?  youtube it. you won’t regret it, I promise).  It was [...]

I’ve got 99 problems but a Mommy ain’t one…

Dear PPD, You no longer have power over me, or my relationship with my son.  You no longer have the power to make me hate myself, the world, or resent anyone in my life.  Your manic tendencies no longer control my thoughts.  You are NOTHING.  You are a nasty, evil, vile disease that I am [...]

Sean Connery & other forms of human torture.

Today sucked.  Not like a PPD suck, but like an average-run-of-the-mill-human-life suck.  Which is welcomed to some degree that I’m not anywhere near close to needing another psych admission, although the suckitude of this day makes me thankful that it is roughly T-2 hours until bedtime.  News from a friend had my heart both aching [...]

The One.

You know that feeling that you’re The One in your baby’s life?  That above all & everyone, YOU are the one that he prefers.  YOU make the difference in his day.  YOU are the center of his universe. Today, I felt that for the the first time in months. It was simple, really.  This morning, [...]

Great Expectations.

As a blogger/writer/whatever you want to call me as long as it’s nice, I get a lot of inspiration from other bloggers.  What they say, what they’re feeling.  When they’re strong enough to step forward, it oddly gives me a sense of strength.  & AllisonO hit the nail on the head of something that’s been [...]

How I Spent My Spring Break.

Remember those God-awful essays in school?  SO boring & pointless.  Because you’d drone on & on about the pool and tulips & bonding with your mother when in reality, you spent your spring break on your period, hating the world until you were TRIPLE-DOG-DARED to make-out with Brace-face Brian behind the bushes outside the tennis [...]

Long & Lean: not just Gap jeans.

Courtesy of his six-month appointment (although…err, he’s only 10 days away from being 7 months), we have a long & lean little man.  18 lbs, holding steady as always at the 50th percentile.  29 inches at a whopping 97th percentile.  I am thrilled as I was worried he would fall below the curve & they’d [...]

This wasn’t Quizzilla.

One of my greatest resources & comforts over the past few months has been Katherine from Postpartum Progress.  She has been wonderful support, full of grace, & I’m thankful to soon contribute  to a project to raise awareness.  That being said, today she posted this on her site: Shelley Burdine-Prevost, a researcher in Tennessee with a [...]

I don’t drown in the pool.

You know what I love most about swim lessons? this. No, not the swimsuit with the flames on the arms, although that is badass. I love that it’s me & Harrison.  Alone. Okay, so not really alone.  There are like, seven other parents in the class, plus their children, plus the instructor that doesn’t know [...]

Me, Myself, & PPD.

So.  Where am I with PPD/PPA? I’m heavily sedated throughout the day & on an increasing amount of anti-depressants.  I’m still seeing my psychiatrist on a regular basis.  We’re looking ahead to at least another 3 months on sedatives & an indefinite time on anti-depressants & therapy. But I am also KICKING PPD’s TAIL, y’all. [...]