Would you say I have a plethora of rules?
Have some coffee and chin up, mama. I'm here for you.
This blog post is brought to you today by the considerate wakeup call of my three year old bright and early this morning. “Mommy,” she said while poking me lightly in the nose, “are you still tired?” The answer? Yes, I’m tired. I’m always tired. Because when you’re a mom, you’re always tired. Always...tired.… Continue reading The Many Stages of Awake: As Told by a Mom of Two
When my friend Catey writes, it's in the dark. She has her music going, the lights are out, and one solitary candle sits beside her laptop. It’s her zone. And all writers have them. If you don’t...think about it for a minute. I’m willing to bet you’ll realize where your zone is if you give… Continue reading The Zone
Hello fair readers!! Sorry I’ve been MIA. I have neglected this blog due to an unforeseen addiction that has, for the time being, been stalled out. This addiction I’m referring to is...The Walking Dead. For years I have been a bit on the squeamish side when it comes to this show. I like my zombies… Continue reading Unplanned Blogging Hiatus
There is a Mom Heaven. It exists. I have found it. Okay, maybe not everyone’s “Mom Heaven” but certainly mine. And Heaven is the only way I can explain it. It happened last Friday. The Hubs was home and I had an errand to run in the city. Boy, if that doesn't make me sound… Continue reading Mommy Heaven
A friend of mine told me the other day that she loves reading my blogs. She said some of them are very sad but I’m always optimistic. My response was that it was all in the words. Because honestly, an hour before she posted that to my wall, I was hunched over at the kitchen… Continue reading The Art of Optimism
I love to write about my children. Not just because I love them. But because some day...when they're older...and they're telling me I'm being unfair...I can send them the link to this and say "oh really? Let's talk about being fair for a minute." (Yeah, I know...wishful thinking.) Relatively certain after last night's antics, my youngest… Continue reading The Night that Killed My Mood