![10 Things My Chronic Illness Taught My Children [The New York Times]](http://mommymeansit.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/09/16disability-master768.jpg)
My children have a mother with a chronic illness. They live with my rheumatoid arthritis just as much as I do. I was given my diagnosis when all three of them were young, and since then I’ve spent a lot of time worrying about what the daily uncertainty of my condition would mean to them,… Continue Reading
“Mom,” my youngest daughter, Isabel, whines, her copper hair sweeping across her freckled cheek. “My knee is killing me. It’s seriously the worst pain I’ve ever felt in my life. Can we please be done?” I take a deep breath and assess the situation. We are less than halfway into our hike through the cliffs… Continue Reading
Most mornings, my teen daughter, adopted from Haiti, wakes up and does two things: she reads the world news on her phone and asks me if I can take her out driving that day. She is obsessed with both. Yesterday, she emerged from her room and said nothing. After a long snuggle session, less common in… Continue Reading
![Medical Marijuana Manages My Chronic Illness (And Makes Me A Better Mom) [Scary Mommy]](http://mommymeansit.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/09/ra-marijuana.png)
I started using weed to control the chronic pain from my rheumatoid arthritis (RA) after the night I scared the living hell out of my kids. “Sprinkle Butt!” I repeatedly called out to my youngest daughter, my lips puckered in exaggeration. “Come here and give Mommy a big kiss, Sprinkle Butt!” I’m told I also screamed obscenities at the… Continue Reading
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