Here is the mash up between my mental narration (in a female Scottish accent of course) and the dressing room text messages between my sister and I (she was watching my children) during my big day out to ‘stock up on maternity clothes’. MY BRAIN: This will be so worth the two hour trip into […]
Parenting comes in seasons. Some of them are warm long summer days on patios. Some of them are spent driving through snowstorms with a car full of tired, hungry, crying kids. During a very difficult (hardest of my life) season with my second baby I felt abandoned, helpless, and alone. I would cry almost nightly […]
The day I am puking my gluten-free waffles into the kitchen sink will also be the day my husband can’t leave work. Good thing it turns out to be a singular bout of morning sickness and not the norovirus. Cause I’m pregnant….. with number three. Which means the puking ends but all day nausea comes in […]
Remember when I was all pregnant and snarky and got offended by the thought of restaurants giving discounts for ‘well-behaved kids’? Then our awesome editors at BLUNTmoms thought it would be a good post, so I let all those emotions belch out into more words. Check out those words in Discounts for Quiet Children? My New Financial […]
That moment in the drug store: you realize you’ve been staring at face products for 17 minutes. You think you could grab the first one that sort of describes your skin, even though it’s 53 bucks and the size of a ketchup pack. Or maybe you’ll go home and make your own products out of […]
Dear Non-Pregnant Self, I have a very important message for you, you must listen carefully. It is not a matter of IF It is a matter of WHEN. You WILL want another baby. Even though you are saying a daily promise “this is my last pregnancy”, you will soon loosen your commitment to […]
I am just over halfway through this third pregnancy. When the baby is born Levi will be three and a half, and LJ will be 25 months. Yes, sometimes I cry alone in my shower and wonder what the blurg we are thinking having a third kid. Then I feel guilty that I’m acting […]