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Kathy Radigan
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Yes, my dishwasher is really possessed!
Yes, my dishwasher is really possessed!

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I stared in disbelief as two lines appeared in the result window. Pregnant. I now know that two-children-makes-you-too-tired-to-have-sex method is not effective birth control.

How is it possible that the best surprise of my life is going to be 12 in a week?

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Last week Tom got measured for his cap and gown. That started me thinking about all the things I want to tell him before he goes off. My wishes for him. 

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As much as I love my life as mom, there are days that being the mother of a child with significant special needs feels way above my pay grade. 

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According to my kids I'm particularly talented at annoying my teenagers. In fact I'm so good they think it's a pity for them to be the only ones to benefit from my talent. So with their blessing I'm sharing my top 25 tips on how to annoy your teenagers. 

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Today Tom and I went to see Hidden Figures, which was amazing. But he shocked me when we were having a cup of coffee and he told me this was the first time we had seen a movie together, just the two of us. All of a sudden my mind started to race. How could this be? Time is moving way too fast. Can I get a do-over?

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In honor of Valentine's Day I thought I would share the life lesson I learned that helped me meet Joe. 

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One of the hardest choices Joe and I ever had to make was to put Lizzy on medication. Who would have thought it would be a Barbie doll that made me feel better about our decision. 

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After weeks of sick kids and a really bad case of mom burnout I was ready for something drastic, a family outing. Usually when I’m in such a mood, I would rather poke myself in the eye with a sharp object than go anywhere with all three of my kids and my husband. But I was so desperate to get out of my funk I was willing to try anything. 

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Each time I go downstairs to our playroom I see it, the cradle my father made for me when my first child was born 18 years ago. It serves as a reminder to me that anything is possible. 
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