There are far better things ahead than any we leave behind.
This year we didn't even finish Thanksgiving before the Christmas decor was splashed on the walls, up the stairway and in the windows; but then again this is our first year with my father and his wife and my sisters. Many traditions from both sides now interweaving with one another, toes being stepped on and… Continue reading Confessions of a crazed mother: part four
The sniffles, the coughs and cries I hear as the baby monitor begins to light up... The clock stuck on 1:17am the fun has begun. Falling leafs have blown in stuffy noses from small to big ones. Eyes squinting and circles under their poor little eyes the sickness has spread from school mates to the… Continue reading Confessions of a crazed mother: Part three
Fold the laundry, feed the kids and don't forget the baths. Rushed out the door, packed into the van and we're on the go. It begins, whines from bath time to hair up do's and now I hear "Mommy snack... Snack mommy!" coming from the far back seat. The life of a mother where does… Continue reading Confessions of a crazed mother: Part two
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