SAHM

It’s usually around this time of year when I consider packaging up my mind and shipping it off to some kind of servicing center where they can 'make it right again,' and I know I'm not alone. I'm sure a lot of you feel like you've been dangled by your ankles over a snow bank since the holidays. Then, just when you realized you weren't wearing any pants, life let go and dropped you head first into a pile of slush.

Hey, that doesn't make dragging a twenty-pound toboggan up a sledding hill sound so bad, as far as winter activities go!

It's not that I'm 'losing my mind' so much as I've damaged it with months of Chutes-and-Ladders and that "wouaaa wouaaa wu wu wouaaaaaaaaaa" sound my kids make. Do you know what I mean? Not sure? Well then, ask yourself this: ...Continue Reading »

It’s 9 a.m. This means I have approximately too many more hours ahead of me with little more to do with the kids than capping errant markers with mismatched marker caps. Sure, there’s always Chutes and Ladders [better known around these parts as Shoot Me in the Head and Ladders], but I have a mind I’m hoping to keep sane THANK YOU VERY MUCH. ...Continue Reading »

For the past couple of weeks I’ve been waking up early in the morning, before Whitney makes her way into our room. I lay very still in bed, breathe in the quiet, and stare out the span of windows in our bedroom which open up to the tree tops. I’m careful not to move a limb or turn my head, since I’m pretty sure toddlers have a heightened sensitivity to vibrations caused by the slightest movements. Waking-up without the "I NEED! I NEED!" alarm of angry, wet, hungry children is a ...Continue Reading »