Mind on my Momming and my Momming on my Mind
Every parent whose spent even a modicum of time with their child learns one inalienable truth about kids; They Stan harder than any fan boy/girl has ever stanned for their favorite characters. When I was a kid I had a thing for Super Grover and Lambchop-which is a really fucked up name to give a …
This week has been…..long. Just a lot of moving parts; Kenny started his new job and has been out of town, which left me to coordinate drop/off pick up for Savannah at school on top of cleaning our entire house for a random home inspection- along with all the other stuff I’ve got going on. …
Savannah has a love/hate relationship with outside. In the Summer, if the weather was uncomfortable in even the slightest, most miniscule way- I’m talking a hair to breezy- she’d prefer to be inside. I can usually trick her into coming outside in the heat by hyping her up for the pool, or sandbox or her …
I recently tuned in to the Lifetime Docuseries I borrowed this title from. It was, for lack of a better word, Heavy. I had known a lot about the accusations surrounding Robert for some time but I learned so much more from watching. It’s currently available on the Lifetime App for free so download it …
Savannah did a “big puzzle” (12 pieces) by herself for the first time today. I suspect she could have done this months ago but she likes to do them with me so I’ve still been helping and it didn’t dawn on me until this morning to ask her to do it alone. She seemed a …
It has been a busy, at times hectic, Holiday Season. We hosted Thanksgiving for the first time in either of our adult lives last month; then we hosted Savannah’s 4th b-day party; we babysat a bunch last week and visited Santa; today is Christmas (so all the prep work like putting toys together, wrapping presents, …
Just sobbing about my child getting older.
That time my boyfriend and kid conned me into hosting and planning a unicorn birthday party a week before Christmas.
When I was a wee child all I wanted was a son. I transformed every girl baby doll I had into a boy by wrapping th in my brothers shirts and slicing off their hair with safety scissors. I was sure I only wanted a son, and with the struggle of infertility, I became positive …
