There's crayon murals on my walls, floors and computer. The laundry has piled up like Mt. Everest and I can't find my keys. The bills are stacked neatly on my computer desk, but lets be honest the nightmare has just begun. I hear the cries of Elleanna that escaped her crib again and found her way to… Continue reading Confessions of a crazed mother: Where is my happy place?