In life many people strive for perfection. There is an image of a perfection that seems completely unobtainable. Guess what, it is unobtainable. I am now a mom of three under five, in my thirties, and there are just so many damns I do not give. Damn not given #1: Toxic relationships: Growing up I … Continue reading Giving Up on Giving a Damn
You're sick. Not the sniffles but full-blown sinus pressure, nausea, body aches, weird drainage, can't think, can't breathe, fever, coughing, sore throat, full-blown exhaustion kind of sick. Basically, you've become a walking receptacle for all germs and your poor immune system is getting its ass kicked. It's not surprising that physical illness inhibits your ability … Continue reading 5 truths of a sick mom.
He continued with his condescending comments so I sat back on the couch. Inward f-bombs followed
Like Oprah's Favorite Things list but, WAY more practical.
As an adult (ok, adultish) woman I often question the trends that go around regarding social media. Chain letter messages, like = 1 prayer, share this post and you'll get a portion of a lottery win... all that bullshit. I've been a member of social media since it's infancy of MySpace. When Facebook came around … Continue reading Why is this even a thing?
Commence with the damage control...
I randomly discovered an hour of time. The littlest kids were asleep and the oldest wouldn't be home from school for a bit. The laundry was done, dinner was cooking, and the cleanliness of the house would probably pass a CPS inspection. This was a true hour when I could do anything I wanted. I … Continue reading Being a mom has made me boring.
In my day, I had it. I was able to grab the attention of a room, manipulate men to my whims, and basically use my womanly means to my full advantage. Does this sound shallow, borderline derogatory, and against everything women are fighting for currently? Yep. Is it still true? Yep. I've never really accepted … Continue reading When a hot guy calls you “ma’am” for the first time.
Having kids can be a parasitic relationship. Kids feast on your energy, drain your resources, and deeply compromise your mental health status. These little mites create an environment of chaos. Sometimes I find myself throwing a pity party for one when the stresses of the day simply become overwhelming. I might even put together a … Continue reading Single Moms, I don’t know how you do it because this is freaking hard.
Even my fat pants have stopped lying to me.