"Time" will never decide to play nice, not with a mom. It will challenge you, deprive you, and the lac
The weather ruined our weekend plans for the third week in a row. I'm sure we're not the only ones. This winter has proved to be a hope and happiness vacuum. I am nearly sucked dry.
I've never had a claim to sanity. But mine has always been garden variety crazy. I get sad; I get irrational; I get medicated.
We're having a tough time getting my son to both go to school and to pay attention when he's there.
Kalisha likes to do her own grocery shopping, with her own cart. After several mishaps we have come to an agreement.
It had been a fantastically successful parenting day.
Oh my goodness — the children are back in school! (Fingers crossed that they stay that way!)
I'm back to the days of zero sleep and trying to pull off the zombie mom walk. Newborn you ask? Nope, a 10 year old. Yeah, I too, thought these days would be long gone.
I just needed some non-essentials. Wine, chips, salsa.