I hyperventilate from the thought of what is about to become my new normal. My oldest boy is interested in girls, like really interested in girls. He's going to kill me when I finds out that he's the subject of this post but I'm completely beside myself and I just can't deal. So this young... Continue Reading →
"Happy Valentine's day," that was what I said to my oldest two boys this morning when I woke them up to get ready for school, but I quickly realized that I had forgotten to put their names on their classmates' candy bags. My plan for a stress free morning had quickly been thwarted by some... Continue Reading →
I firmly believe that the people that are in your life are in your life on purpose. I have been fortunate enough to have met people that genuinely care about me and my boys and I believe that I'm able to count on them. Recently, my schedule was changed up and I'm not able to... Continue Reading →
My boys are truly miniature versions of their mama...on some days. Some days, I don't know to whom they belong. One of my biggest fears is that I'll leave them and that they won't have someone here to do things that I do for them (great, there goes my anxiety over powering me again). So... Continue Reading →
