Breathe in and out I kept telling myself. Take a deep breath. It's going to be ok. I sit down, holding my stomach. My heart was racing...

I believe it was somewhere between 8-9pm when he told me. Kids were asleep and like most nights recently we were fighting. I am a problem...

Walking in the door at 7:30 pm, I drop the groceries on the counter. Kids come in behind me slinging off their shoes, dropping book bags...

Can't sleep. I roll over at 3:30 to Alex's elbow in my face. At some point she decided to join me in bed. The fan is ticking, mainly...