Everyday
storm warning.
Earlier this month, Princess had her first recital. I had been asking for a date for months. She didn’t tell me about it until right after it was over. Why? Because she wasn’t sure it was going to go well.…
homebound.
****delayed post**** Hubby and I should pull into our driveway around midnight, if we get lucky. It was 10pm, but with each stop for fuel, it gets bumped out a little more. I have to be careful not to ask…
trauma travelers.
After 20 hours driving to Florida, in a rental truck that smells like pot, that we ended up sleeping in because turns out no one booked us a hotel room, I thought I was tired. That was last week on…
girls just wanna have fun.
Mr. Gatsby is a few days in on his parenting adventures and role as leader of the household government. The first day with just three teenage female occupants left him “flabbergasted.” His words, not mine. Sassy Britches typically only makes…
fearless leader.
To know Mr. Gatsby is, well, an adventure. I was still working as a system administrator when I was pregnant with him. The building had a Freon leak at one point and they sent me home until it was resolved.…
get her a banana. stat.
I basically had the worst Monday to take place on a Tuesday, ever. (It is Tuesday, right?) Seriously. Terrible. I spent my day cleaning up a monster mess. Thankfully I’m not a really emotional person, but I will for sure…
clean eating.
I’ll be honest, I was thrilled to get to Monday. I realize most people find Mondays less than exciting, but here, Monday usually equals peace. I always welcome peace with open arms and a bag of sour patch kids to…
re-entry and recovery.
I am beyond grateful to have been chosen for a scholarship to attend this years, Kevin’s Song: Conference on Suicide. Having been directly touched by the suicide of someone close to me, I’m fairly passionate about mental health and suicide…
the engagement.
Thankfully, I have a pretty great relationship with the Princess. I wish it was this way with all my kids, it’s not, but the older they get, I think it gets better. Princess shares a lot with me and I’m…
the covid.
First, I’m going to plant this right here: You know what changes in the house when mom gets “the Covid?” Nothing. Nothing changes in the house. There, I’ve said it. All the women in the crowd have just nodded their heads…
