I Suck at Being a Mom

I suck at being a mom. I put you to sleep on your stomach. I left you with a variety of babysitters, some with questionable morals. I forgot to pack your school lunch... on your birthday. Sometimes I fall asleep before I can say good night to you. Your...

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My Life with Anxiety

I couldn't get out of the car. I needed a loaf of bread, so that my son's routine of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch would not be interrupted. I had made it to the store, a miracle in itself, but could not get out of the car. My son stared at...

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#ThrowbackThursday

"What's an answering machine?"  "So there was no iCloud and you had to store stuff on a floppy disk... that wasn't actually floppy?" "Wait, you were allowed to ride your bike to the store BY YOURSELF when you were my age?" Ah, yes, my son.  Life?  Was easy back THEN....

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Here’s a little something about me…

I have expensive taste...

A family that supports me...

And questionable hairstyles.