Mother of the Year

Dear Mrs. Unpronounceable, This morning as I dragged around my 10-ton, phlegm-filled head, Chickadee commenced her usual morning routine of refusing to get out of bed and do any of the necessary before-school tasks. Rather than lose my temper, I decided it was time to...

Hooky

I fought the cold, and the cold won. *hack* *cough* *snort* We’re playing hooky from church. The children are thrilled (a little too thrilled, if you ask me). But I started losing my voice yesterday, and this morning as children circled my bed like wild animals,...

My life flashed before my eyes

“We have a good time, but we work really hard. And have a good time, too.” This was what I heard, over and over, as I went through the interview process and early days at my new job. I thought to myself, Okay, this is What People Say. It’s code for...

Don’t ask why

The hardest thing for me, since returning to work, is feeling like some days I barely see the kids. I think it’s safe to say that NONE of the three of us are morning people. Sure, Monkey used to bound into my room in the mornings and exude so much raw sunshine...

Money can’t buy happiness…

… but I keep hoping. Here’s the thing. I was unemployed for so freaking long, I can hardly believe that there is actual money being regularly deposited into my checking account, now. I mean, more money than what I need to pay the mortgage and daycare....

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