Common Misconceptions

The problem with a "trending topic" is that it is just that. It is suddenly every where. Saturating media outlets and news feeds for days. Our views become skewed. We believe that the world is ending. We share our deepest secrets. Our innermost demons. Our traumatic experiences. In depth. On public forums. In hopes of… Continue reading Common Misconceptions

Light It Up

When you have kids things tend to break.  Shocking, I know. Our furniture is outdated and overused, but I cannot bring myself to replace it at this juncture in life.  I am one hundred and twenty percent sure that one of our five munchkins will mark up anything new with sharpies, scissors or glittery glue.… Continue reading Light It Up

Fade to Black

I {mostly} love being connected on social media.  Sure, it has its flaws, but everything does.  However, I must admit: it.exhausts.me. I really thought I had my scrolling under control.  I would check in "real quick" when kiddos were preoccupied or while dinner was simmering.  Sneak in a quick update during commercial breaks.  I figured I… Continue reading Fade to Black

It Happens

My oldest daughter recently had a birthday.  And by recently I mean yesterday. Birthdays are pretty low key around here, but I do strive to make them memorable.   We aren't big on loud celebrations; just an understated, albeit constant, acknowledgement of their birth.  It usually includes our birthday banner, donuts for breakfast with a… Continue reading It Happens

Luck Is Not a Lady

DISCLAIMER: Insert "no judgement" frequently or you may not enjoy this post. I would like to think that I am a positive person.  An optimistic, glass half full kind of gal if you will.  Sure, I am always waiting for the other shoe to drop, but who isn't?  No, just me? Maybe it is because we live… Continue reading Luck Is Not a Lady

Check It

I am pretty sure that my children believe me to be a "maid to order" service.  Someone who crafts individualized daily meal plans that allows food to magically appear on their plates; the paranormal occurrence of clean clothes turning up  in their dressers.  I am confident that they believe my sole purpose in life is… Continue reading Check It

Golden Era

I have spent near a decade either birthing babies or breastfeeding them.  I have been pregnant so many times that I am not sure if my mismatched food combinations and tendencies toward irritability are from hormone level fluctuations or my actual personality.  I have not had my body to myself in enough years that I still think twice before taking… Continue reading Golden Era

Apocalypse Now

I love the mornings with my babes.  Someone is usually up before sunrise.  My initial thought is: "Get your {butt} back to bed!" But, then I hear a little voice that says: "Can I snuggle you?" And I just melt. Our mornings are spent nuzzled upon a pyramid of pillows and blankies.  Each sibling cuddles the next.… Continue reading Apocalypse Now

Shaft-ed, but not Forgotten

There's a guy who walks by my side day in and day out.  The stresses of daily living easily take their toll.  We spend most of our time parenting little people.  And by parenting, I mean acting as referee.  Most of our day is spent yelling, er, saying: "Stop fighting!" "{S}he was playing with that first.… Continue reading Shaft-ed, but not Forgotten

Balancing Act

My definition of 'clean' has changed over the years.  There was a time where I would have thought 'clean' meant clean.  Now, I define it as: "an area where you can see some carpet and most of the trash is in a can" Case and point: this past weekend my kids took a container of sprinkles and… Continue reading Balancing Act