Navigating life as a (second)wife, (step)mom, and (frazzled)bear with inappropriate laughter and near-perfect hindsight.
Happy six-month-aversary to What to Expect When You Weren’t Expecting!! In many ways, it seems like this labor of love (and hate) hit bookshelves no less than six years ago. In zero ways, well, there’s just no way that it’s only been six months.
To be fair, I didn’t see the story here until I was relaying to my mother the details of a minor injury to our doodle dog, Finley. It wasn’t the injury that caught my attention. It was the statement of “Oh no, it’s okay, Finley is absolutely thrilled” and its supporting information.
"The average person has twelve jobs in their lifetime. TWELVE! You don’t have to stay where you start for the rest of eternity!" We hope our children are discovering that today's decisions do not have to apply to the rest of their lives.
The first rule of Dell's downfall is not to talk about Dell's downfall.
We finally reached a finish line three years in the making. But barely. Mother Nature almost nixed our night with Matchbox 20.
We often talk of life turning on a dime or about unexpected calamities that we are unable to peel our thoughts away from. The truth is, I suppose, that life can turn on a dime and point to something amazing just as easily.
“I don’t have time to sit around and wonder what people that don’t love me think about me. Who does that?” (Ashley Miles Greig)
Perhaps my coping method was to focus on my lips rather than on the completion of full, intelligent sentences in response to questions that I actually supplied.
If you ask for relationship tips from either my husband or me, there is a high chance it will involve an acronym. And it's not even WTF.
Fathers are often the Ying to our mothering Yang, a much-needed variant that keeps our homes functioning by offering an essential, more palatable opposite side of the parenting coin.