I’m a 37-year-old, loud-mouthed, Jesus following, stay-at-home-mom of two. I never really knew I wanted kids until presented with a pregnancy loss and I certainly never wanted to stay at home with them?!? Or be a housewife?!? I had my son, Soren, with every intention of going back to work but when I met him, it was curtains for my former life. So I was out of my element, out of a “real” job and into this crazy business. Where the pay sucks, my boss acts like a baby and all of the fruits of my daily labor may or may not be visible in, like, 15 years. Fast forward, I now also have a very spirited daughter, Frances, as well. A very busy and hard-working husband. A very involved Mother. Very, very important girlfriends. And for the time being, virtually no sense of self and only moderate hygiene. And even on the most challenging days, I wouldn’t trade it.

Why blog?

I’ve decided to do this for a few reasons:

1. A notorious and lifelong over-sharerer, I’ve been told by my dear friend Ashley that I should blog so that I don’t jam up other forms of social media with my streaming dialogue of conscientiousness.

2. I am very bad at Scrap booking, journaling, baby booking, precious memory preserving. I figure this is a way to document these early years for my kids.

And 3. This SAHM thing is the funniest, most ironic, most humbling, most joyful, most challenging, most selfless and on some days, most miserable thing I’ve ever done and a thing I love most about it, about motherhood in general, is you are instantly part of a club. A seamless thread connects you to other moms. On the plane with the screaming baby, in the public bathroom trying to pee with two kids touching the sanitary napkin disposal bin (yikes!) and running out of TP, in line at the grocery store with a nagging toddler and a screaming baby. You are connected to total strangers by the thread of motherhood.

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