Oh, girls. . . You’re giving me a run for my money today. . Mae, you cried more than usual last night. Which is saying a lot because you are a newborn, after all. I think you knew today was your due date so you were partying-celebrating your would-be birthday. I got frustrated and felt […]Read More In the Trenches
NO ONE AROUND HERE EVER THINKS ABOUT WHAT I NEED OR WANT! Please, for the love of Target, tell me I am not the only one who has yelled this after a particularly difficult day. Bonus points if you also do this while angrily throwing dirty dishes in the sink. But the thing is, I […]Read More You are not a burden.
Whoever coined the term “thirty, flirty and thriving” is also probably the person behind the “terrible twos”. Its all a lie. Three-year-olds are the ACTUAL worst and turning thirty means the overnight decline of your body. Have you ever tried to open a can with a rusty, good-for-nothing can opener and been so frustrated that […]Read More Thirty (one), flirty, and barely able to walk because I worked out.