I Used To Be That Asshole

I Used To Be That Asshole

I used to be a total asshole. A snarky little beeotch. This was before I had kids obviously. I’m still an asshole, just not as often and mostly when I’m sleep deprived. So, this post is my apology to all the women in my life that had kids before me,...
Girl, Cry Your Eyes Out

Girl, Cry Your Eyes Out

The other day, I posted a picture on my Facebook page of my one-year old, crying on the floor with a cracker in his hand at 6:30 am. He was generally pissed at life and didn’t want to take off his Mickey Mouse pajama shirt that was a 12 month – he wears a 2T...
When Co-Sleeping Equals Survival

When Co-Sleeping Equals Survival

Never say never. For real. And if you do say never, wait for it to bite you in the ass. Why? Because karma is a bitch. I should have known better. I used to view co-sleeping as the worst. I am a woman that likes my sleep. I need a solid eight hours to function in the...