Two Lists, One Bitch (Vol. 3)

  5 Things that Really Grind My Gears People thinking Beyonce actually wrote her album "Lemonade" about her father cheating on her mother. Guys, no. Jay cheated on her and that obviously has been proven fact recently and I honestly couldn't be happier. JAY CHEATED ON BEY AND SHE DIDN'T WRITE AN ENTIRE FUCKING ALBUM [...]

Mom Guilt

I've wanted to write a post about mom guilt for a while now, but I'm met with hesitation every time I sit down and try to write something meaningful on the subject. The thing is, I have an overwhelming amount of mom guilt, but a dry well of solutions on how to overcome it. I [...]

Happy Birthday Maddy!

What would a mom blog be without a birthday post for her kids? Maddy turned seven today and I still can't believe it. I can't get over the fact that I've somehow kept a person alive for seven whole years, but it happened! I know all parents say this about their kid, but Maddy is [...]

Baby Shit I Actually Like

Sometimes I feel like I became a parent in the wrong era. I envy mothers who gave birth in the 1950's, when there were no carseats, an abundance of chemicals, and birthday parties were made up of store-bought cakes and party hats. I would have thrived as a mom during that time period, and probably [...]

Strugglin’ on a Saturday

Today was one of those days where nothing really went right, but nothing really went wrong either. We jumped around from eating breakfast out, to a sand castle carnival, to the beach (aka the Res aka kindof gross water but also where I'm having Maddy's birthday party because its cheap and easy). Greg and I [...]

July 4th in Maine

I know it's like two weeks late, but I finally sat down tonight to edit/upload some photos from our week in Maine for July 4th. I wish I could blame this delayed post on my two kids and how super busy I am but honestly I've just been lazy. (Also my current Netflix binge of [...]

Dating my Daughter (No, I’m not Woody Allen).

Before Jack was born, Maddy and I did stuff together all the time (obviously). I would call these outings "Mama-Maddy Dates", and she could kindof care less because thats literally all we did anyway, so the title didn't matter much to her. But now that Jack is here, I've taken her out a few times [...]