Filed under Then the Ho Was a Housewife

I Chose to Work.

“Motherhood is hard work. It is repetitive and often times menial. Accept it. Rejoice in it. This is your toil. Right here. Those are their faces. Enjoy them. The days of your life are supposed to be full of things like this. But joy is not giddy. It is not an emotional rush–it is what … Continue reading

Mom’s Day Out

My husband knows me. I try to act like he doesn’t know what he’s talking about when he tells me that I need to get out of the house…but he’s right. I don’t like to admit that I’m the type of person that needs time to be with just myself. I’m not sure why. It … Continue reading

TMI Friday: I Don’t Feel Sexy

I don’t feel sexy. The last time I felt sexy was probably sometime in my second trimester of pregnancy. What I generally feel like now is a mom whose hair is a mess and whose shirt is always stained with something. A maid – always walking behind someone and picking up. A cook – always … Continue reading

TMI Friday: That’s Not A Cat Toy

TMI Friday: That’s Not A Cat Toy

We have a new segment, because what good is a Friday if you can’t get drunk and tell people shit that you probably shouldn’t?! Except I am sharing this stuff with you completely sober! Yay! *     *     *     * I’ll admit it. I pretty much let my kid have … Continue reading

Embracing The Ugly

“The reason we struggle with insecurity is because we compare our behind-the-scenes with everyone else’s highlight reel.”  ~ Steve Furtick I saw this quote for the first time as I read the blog of one of my new followers and it has been stuck in my head ever since. I even have it written in … Continue reading

Age Is Just A Number

Last week, Little Man and I attended one of three 9th grade orientations for the upcoming school year. We were early to the orientation, so we sat on the bleachers of the gym and watched the other kids, parents, students, and staff file in and get ready for the presentations. Young boys acting all aloof … Continue reading

A Picture Is Worth 1000 Words: Hair Pulling

Some days I’m able to easily do an hour of yoga in the living room while she takes her morning nap. Days she decides not to take a full nap are meant for hair pulling – of all sorts. We’re having a bit of a difficult day.

Baby Wants Ba-Ba

Baby Wants Ba-Ba

I have the cutest accidental picture that I got of Little Man when he was about 10-12 months old. He’s standing at the bathtub, naked, and looking back at me smiling – anxiously awaiting his bath. It was so adorable, that I put it in a frame and it stayed in his bathroom for years. … Continue reading

Sometimes You Need a Little Sparkle

Sometimes You Need a Little Sparkle

There is nothing like painting my toenails to make me realize that: a) it makes me feel prettier and like I’m taking just a little better care of myself – even if I could probably sand furniture with the bottoms of my feet b) it’s ok to have a slight addiction to buying nail polish … Continue reading

Confession Time

I’ve been cheating on you guys. I have found another place to hang out on the interwebz. It wasn’t you. I promise. It was me. I didn’t feel like writing, then I stopped reading your blogs, then I fell out of the loop, then I felt like an outsider, then…my awesome husband told me to … Continue reading