New Years Eve. A night filled with wonder, drunken shenanigans, glitter, fun glasses with the New Year on them, and of course, a New Year’s kiss. Over the years, my NYE adventures have varied, from pre-gaming and going to the bars, classy dinners with my bae (yea, that’s you, Pat) and nights that are a… Continue reading Is that you, New Years?
December is usually filled with holiday cheer and laughter, hot cocoa by the fire, Christmas tree trimming, and anxious children awaiting Santa’s arrival. This year however, December has brought my family some unwanted, and unpleasant, gifts. So, to try and get back into the holiday spirit, here is a more realistic rendition of the “Twelve… Continue reading A Mother’s Rendition of the Twelve Days of Christmas
When I was pregnant with Riley, I searched the Internet far and wide to find the perfect diaper bag. I wanted it to be cute and functional, but mostly cute. Since then, I’ve had several bags, most of which are now in the back of my closet, with sparse remnants of a “baby and me”… Continue reading Diaper Bag Backpack by CheekyTummy is pure genius
Too many things to count, honestly. I have a wonderful family, amazingly fabulous friends, a husband who is just as handsome, sweet, and annoying…errr… I mean funny, as the day I met him, and of course, my two-little baby monsters, who fill my life with so much love, snuggles, laughs, tears, poop, and germs that… Continue reading What am I thankful for?
As much as people say, “Oh, I don’t judge,” they totally do. They are straight, lying to your face, if they say they don’t. It is just human nature. Everyone has their own opinions on how things work, or should work, and when someone does something differently, it is just natural to have an opinion… Continue reading I’ve created a Monster
So, I have a question for all you parents out there. How do you (or did you) talk to your children about death? I hate death. I have a real problem with death. I think a lot of my anxiety and OCD comes from having to deal with death at a very young age. Death… Continue reading “What happened to Toby?”
Fun family outings should also be called parenting suicide missions. I’m not kidding. As you prepare for your next family adventure, whether it be the farmer’s market on Saturday mornings, a summertime concert series one evening after work, or an air show on Sunday, don’t ignore that feeling deep down in your “mommy gut” that… Continue reading 4 Reasons to Stay at Home
Grocery stores are prime targets for epic meltdowns. I blame the lighting and over-stimulation that results from so many treats and brands that market directly to children. I mean, hello! I am the one with the cash, and knowledge of what is good for them. Market to me! Idiots. I usually avoid grocery shopping at all… Continue reading So hard, but so worth it
…are the absolute worst. They suck. They just do. I don’t think anyone has ever really disagreed with this statement. Today though, was particularly rough – like kicking a girl in the teeth when she’s already down kind of rough. Waking up this morning was like a slap to the face. No, wait, I actually… Continue reading Mondays…
You are probably thinking, “what? what did she lose?” My shit. I lost my shit. After I said I never would, I did. All kinds of parenting crazy, exhaustion, and frustration, put on full display for all to see. It wasn’t pretty. Actually, it was ugly, and I mean Kim Kardashian crying ugly. I’ve always… Continue reading I Lost It