Hello

My name is Dominique. I'm a 31 year-old single mom of one 9 year-old daughter. I became single while 4 months pregnant and have been single ever since. Although things have gotten better as my daughter has grown older, emotionally I'm still struggling. I'm the only girl out of seven kids and was a hard core tomboy,for a long time. So growing up I did not give much thought into having children. Nevertheless, I do recall pondering the possibility of motherhood a few times, and the picture t...

The kiddo is helping with one of the sides for the BB-Q we are having today. Rosemary Sweet Patatos.

"That's the thing about depression: A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it's impossible to ever see the end. The fog is like a cage without a key."

Elizabeth Wurtzel-

Today has started off very hard for me. I'm feeling all kinds of horrible.

We are getting ready to head too the park again. Went last night; however, it became too dark and scary to stay. So the kiddo insisted on getting their early this time around. Grabbed her hair bag, truned on Kick Buttowski, parked herself in front of me, and said "mom, do a pretty hairstyle today". Well, this is what I came up with, wishing you all a happy Sunday full of love, support, and gratitude.

Her- "But mom, I love the park. Can we stay a little longer?"
Me- "No, it's way too dark now. Some sicko can come along and easily snatch us both up. But, stay like that. I want to get a picture of your cute hairstyle.

Her- "I'm mad".

In spite of it being dark, Cinnamon wanted to play at the park and I was hungry. Did I stop and pick up a salad? No, I stopped at MacDonald's for some warm gooey chocolate chip cookies.