It has been a long while since I have been here, and I apologize for disappearing without a word. It has been an incredibly intense few months and things are only now starting to assume some level of normalcy. At first, Baby Mermy started to teeth and sleep went out the window for both of us. It’s an understatement to say that I felt like a zombie those days, smiling and entertaining Baby Mermy while yawning. Once those adorable little teeth poked through, sleep returned to normalcy and we were all feeling rather content. Until the proverbial poop hit the fan. As a consequence, we have moved from what we had once considered our forever-home and our city where Papa Mermy and I both grew up to a city five hours away.
I am not one to share dirty laundry; I firmly believe that certain tales of family conflict should stay within the confines of the family. However, I have gleaned some insight from what has happened behind closed doors that I think are worth sharing.