No one ever told me motherhood was so lonely. Like, really, really lonely. But the crazy part is that I’m never alone. I always have a kid or a dog or a husband that is around, filling up the space in the house. I am always surrounded by people, yet at times I feel pretty … Continue reading No One Ever Told Me Motherhood Was So Lonely
I wasn’t ever actually diagnosed but I’m pretty sure it was a thing for me. Obsessive compulsive disorder. I was a parent’s dream. I had the cleanest room in (probably) the world. You could eat a meal off of my dresser and it would be cleaner than a restaurant table (no joke). I had this … Continue reading God Bless This Mess
I started to get annoyed at the sound of my own whine. For years now I have been complaining and complaining about how terrible the music is these days. I mean, most of it is just plain terrible and it makes me miss the good old days when I would go to the music store … Continue reading Adulting Should Not Equal Boring
You know when something keeps popping up and by the third or fourth time you hear it-see it-experience it you start paying attention (hopefully)? That happened to me recently. I keep hearing how we should stop using the word "just" when we are describing ourselves & our accomplishments. I'm just a mom. I'm just a … Continue reading Just.
