Marie Beausoleil's Page

I'd love to say that everything has gone wonderfully. I CAN say that the surgery went amazingly well. I was up and out of bed the next day. For months I've been saying that there were no complications. Well, I was wrong. I'm apparently almost half blind. Isn't it funny that I could have lost about 40% of my vision and not even notice? It's amazing what your brain can compensate for.

Our court date in July went good yet bad. It was a case conference, which meant that the judge wanted both sides… Continue

I let this slide as my surgery approached. Everything went really well. Other things in my life aren't, and I'm struggling not to focus on those. Then again, my lawyer and I seem to have a different idea about "not going so well". I guess he takes the long view.

I have to get back into doing this.

I don't understand. My intention is clear - slim and healthy body, flat belly, no baby belly fat .... and yet, I'm gaining weight. I find this very discouraging.

It really has not been a great week. Someone in the building has bed bugs, and so the building managers are spraying every unit. All of my laundry - bedding, clothing, towels, even curtains - must be washed, bagged and removed to a special storage locker. All of my books (I have 7 tall book cases full!) and movies (3 movie cases full!)… Continue

My two older children live with their father. Because I dared defy him by getting a lawyer and trying to gain custody and money, he is not allowing me to see them. (Sadly, the law says that he can do this prior to a court resolution) So the last time I held my children was last July. In the year before, he allowed me to see them 1 day in October, 3 days in December, and 2 weeks in March. Birthdays and Mother's Day are ... hard.

Yes, I have a new baby, and I know his father would never keep me a… Continue

I was listening to a Sesame Street cd with my baby, and I commented to his dad that "I want to get a rubber ducky for the bathtub!" He thought I was very silly, but the idea was strong in my head. Strong desire for a rubber ducky. Must find a rubber ducky.

Then my jeans ripped (only one pair of jeans? Sigh ... only one pair that still fits after the baby ....) and I figured I should go to Value Village and find a new pair (or two) of jeans.

See? There was a difference. I desire a rubber… Continue