The Bullsh*t

It may sound harsh but my tolerance for unnecessary bullshit has rapidly declined since I became a Mom. I think to outsiders it may appear that I have become selfish but I’m at a point in my life where I’m just trying to keep my head above water. And be the best mother I can be. … [Read more…]

Spring “Break”

So, much to my surprise, I am actually getting a little “break” this spring break. I pulled a Hail Mary on Sunday and called my parents who live about 3 hours away and asked if they wanted to “maybe, possibly, no pressure of course (hold my breath),” watch Carlos for part of the week. My … [Read more…]

Sweet Little Lies

Before I became a Mom I was told all about the highlights of parenting. The ups. The downs. The laughs. The tears. The nights of sleep deprivation. And of course, all the poop I would be wiping on a regular basis. I felt like I had a decent grip on what being a Mom was … [Read more…]

Going Bananas…

Holy sh*t, Mondays are hard. I hate to start a blog as a rant because Moms and supposed to be happy and handle things gracefully and keep their complaining to a minimum. Especially a Mom with ONLY one child. What could be so hard about taking care of one sweet, beautiful, 4 year old? I … [Read more…]

Help a Momma Out…

At some point or another even the biggest homebody aka “restaurant avoider” will be faced with going out to eat with their children. I’m not going to throw anyone under the bus but I have friends (who shall remain nameless) that do anything and everything to avoid taking their kids into a public arena like … [Read more…]

Not on my watch….

I’ve always been a little crazy conservative with who cares for my child and have always thought no one could do as good of a job as me. I would call myself a very cautious and over-protective Mom in general but my husband would probably say that a better description is “up-tight” and “controlling.” I run … [Read more…]

Mom Bun Down

  I have made a decision. I have decided that its time for shit to get real and get my “hotness” back. I have just faced the harsh reality that I have fallen into the dreaded “Mom” category where my go to outfit is yoga pants and a sweatshirt and I don’t even do yoga. … [Read more…]

Mayday Monday

In my house, “Honey are you on your way home” is code for “Get your ass home, NOW.”  Today was one of those days. In fact, I think I’m just going to start calling all Mondays, “Mayday Monday,” since they always end with a distress call. I cannot believe that I am uttering these words … [Read more…]