Stacie Sherman

Journalist, Author, Blogger

Author: Stacie Sherman

  • Perfectly Backwards

    When my phone rang the other day and I saw it was my daughter’s home therapist calling, I almost didn’t answer. Not because I don’t like her. I LOVE her — she is awesome. But I hesitated because she was going to ask me for a progress report. Frankly, I didn’t have much to share.…

  • One Word

    When I started this blog, I promised myself that every time I wrote, I would be painfully honest with my readers and with myself. That even though I am an editor for a living, I would present the unedited version of my life. As Mother’s Day approaches, I write this to force myself to stop and…

  • Just as Amazing

    My first-born asked me the other day why I didn’t write about him like I wrote about my daughter. I had no good answer. Maybe I thought he would be embarrassed. Maybe I was trying to protect him from this cruel world. He is just as special, just as inspiring, just as amazing. And he, too, faces…

  • A morning without noise

    This Autism Awareness Day, my  beautiful Brielle is at her dad’s house, so I get a morning to sleep in. Of course I’m up at 7 a.m. So with a cup of coffee, I get to sit in my quiet kitchen and reflect upon my life as an autism mama. Moments like this are rare. I…

  • The Last Word

    Whenever I pick up a newspaper, one of the first sections I always turn to is the obituaries. It sounds morbid, I know, but it’s so much more than that. Back in my college journalism class so many years ago, one of our first assignments was writing obituaries. I learned an important lesson then, that I…

  • My Bittersweet Birthday

    I turn 42 today. That’s the age I’ve been dreading for as long as I can remember. When I allow myself to think about it, as I force myself to do now, the reality of it makes my hands shake, takes my breath away. Here I am, the same age my mother was when she…

  • Here Comes The Hate Mail

    Reblogging this, because this is America, and I have that right. And because it’s been shared 946 times on Facebook at last count and I want to get past the 1,000 mark! And because I read a story headline this morning that really pissed me off: “How Should Anti-Vaxxers Be Handled.” Handled? Really? First off,…

  • Here Comes The Hate Mail

    Here we go. I’m putting it all out there. Once and for all, I’m going to try to explain why I don’t vaccinate my child. I’m prepared for the hate mail. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve been called names while talking about this subject. Bring it. But before you prepare your hate-filled response, I…

  • ups and downs, ups and downs

         Her mood came out of the blue, took me SO by surprise. It had been a great two weeks, Bree seemed so peaceful, less jittery. She was sleeping through the night, which means I was sleeping through the night. I remember thinking to myself one night after the kids were asleep, THIS I can…

  • Superwoman

         Please don’t call me Superwoman. I know you mean well. You all do. But I’ve been hearing it for far too long, and staying silent.      “I don’t know how you do it,” you said, and I just smiled and said nothing. Oh, so many times. I’ve heard it, stayed silent. No More. You…

  • Brielle’s Voice

    I want to tell you the story of a beautiful little girl named Brielle. Brielle was born on a February afternoon in 2002. She was full term, 7 pounds 13 ounces, a perfectly healthy bundle of joy who instantly brightened my world. Brielle reached all her milestones like other babies — she sat up at…

  • Hello world!

    I want to tell you the story of a beautiful little girl named Brielle. Brielle was born on a February afternoon in 2002. She was full term, 7 pounds 13 ounces, a perfectly healthy bundle of joy who instantly brightened my world. Brielle reached all her milestones like other babies — she sat up at…