Painted by Edith Buenen So I was reading Design Mom yesterday, procrastinating my daily blog prep. Just when I was about to feel guilty, I saw something fantastic. It speaks to me because of the gut wrenching torture it was to have a bipolar diagnosis and explaining to my kids why mommy had been so weird before going to the hospital. Thank goodness I was not violent, but I was definitely weird. It has been equally difficult to inform them in layers as they outgrow the previous explanation about Chickadee's Rett Syndrome. Spontaneous genetic mutation sounds so contagious and sterile at the same time. Without further ado I present: Nowhere Hair. Like it. Buy it. Spread it.
The life of a train wrecked woman, trying to get back on track.