Woe is me…woe is we.

This simple phrase that refers to our own self worries, troubles, misfortune....woe is me.  Or as I like to think of it, woe is we.  This common self loathing theme that summarizes the story of our life that nothing we do is good enough, that we are constantly missing the mark and that everyone around … Continue reading Woe is me…woe is we.

Mom fail. Part 2.

Crying over spilled milk, or Benadryl in my case. What is it about 10 ml of liquid medicine being spilled upon my kitchen table that can make me jump off the deep end, lose my mind and fly off to the CooCoo nest? For real.  Not askin' for a friend, this was legit my deal. … Continue reading Mom fail. Part 2.

Anger, hostility, annoyance…

So as a mom of 3 under 8, I must say this is a sad reality that I have to face.  Annoyance, yes! Hostility, unfortunately!  Anger, with deep regret!  I hate more than anything that this is one of my attributes.  Anger is such an ugly vice that steals my joy and leaves me feeling … Continue reading Anger, hostility, annoyance…