That time I realized I was in a chat about fiber. Oh, shite. Have we gotten here, already?
My husband is already cringing from the title alone. Remember, honey, this blog does serve as therapy at times. This blog serves as my mental workshop, you could say. Remember, this has been thoroughly edited, imagine what could have been! And remember, the only one being forced to read this is, well, you, my love. … Continue reading Team Parenting (sucks)
Junior Year. Junior Year. For the first time since I’ve known you, I will not have to get up tomorrow. I mean, yes, I will get up because I would never excuse you from the annual “First Day of School” picture…but I don’t actually have to. Past the picture, you will be on your … Continue reading This may be the year he falls in love.
Ten seconds ago, you were knee-deep in diapers. And now? That child (or children) are gone. You spent eighteen years preparing your tiny humans for a launch and, in the process, somehow, you forgot to prepare yourself.
How do I manage it all? The Zero Hours (and a little hustle).