Being A Mom Is Easy… Says NO ONE​

 

She is laying in bed half awake and half brain dead. She can’t help but wonder where the night went. Her legs are a little swollen, feet are sensitive to touch, hair feels greasy like it hasn’t been washed in weeks. When she felt her face, she could tell that her bags were back more prominent than ever. She couldn’t help but to look up at the ceiling and say, “do I have to repeat this schedule again.” Read More

May Madness

I hate to be the mom that’s drunk every night during the last week of school. But I need to just chill and tap out for a minute. The last 3 weeks of my life have been a blur and I just keep hearing these damn reminder alerts going off on my phone. I am so sick of hearing those damn dings but without the reminders, I would forget everything.

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