From Billiards to Bounce Houses: The dirty truth about being a mom

The nitty gritty sexy stuff...or not so sexy stuff. Trying to get your freak on with toddlers and babies in the house is basically finding 5 minutes to get off before your kids realize you're hiding in your room doing the dirty. Quickies early in the morning before theres a little nosey "starving" munchkin at your door requesting a gourmet breakfast NOW. And not so romantic sex sessions at night because you're either tired or more in the mood than the other person. Or the best one, working opposite shifts of your partner and coming home when he's leaving. Then you just fantasize about that not so sexy sex just to at least get something. You get nothing. Absolutely nothing. Everything you knew about sex before kids, is no longer the case. Your life will revolve around quickies and trying to schedule in that much needed sexy time. Its not as erotic. Actually, its not normally erotic at all. Unless it's planned ahead of time. Romance is only something you'l

If I earned money every time a woman said to me that she doesn't think she could ever handle being a single mom, or is glad that she isn't, I would never have to bust my ass at a 40+ hour work week job again. Let me just start by saying two things: One - it is extremely insulting to say that to someone. You all refer to single parenting as if it is some sort of horrid disease that would kill you if you happened to end up with it. It's not. Two - if becoming a single mom is something that ends up happening to a person, it isn't the end of the world. If you have a job, I promise you'll be just fine. Now stay at home moms who have that "fear" of ending up like me, I almost get why you're scared. Lets be honest, if your relationship or marriage ended you would be fucked. I'm more afraid for you than I am for myself. The "dirty truth" of all this is easy. Parenting as a single mom, even living with a significant other, is quite the challen

I got in an argument with Nevaeh today. Losing battle. Here's why: She is smarter than me. She is witty. Her logical ways of thinking are way beyond anything I can come up with. I tell her tantrums are not acceptable. Her witty comeback: "you throw tantrums when you don't get your way" I thought a quick explanation of the difference between kid tantrums and grown ups getting upset would end the conversation.. Wrong. So. Completely. Wrong. She just looks at me, wheels turning, innocence in those big blue eyes sparkling. She opens her mouth and says "Well losing your shit isn't acceptable" Crossing her arms, she turns away and that's the end of the argument. She won. If that girl was on stage, it would have been her mic drop moment.

For most of you that have come here, you know me from facebook. You have probably read my regular rants about my kids and how often they drive me crazy. If you came here from browsing, please feel free to enjoy. This blog will become either your favorite go to or a reason to judge me based on what you read. Either way, you're here right? So let's get started. I'm a mom of two little kids. A boy and a girl. The "million dollar family". If by that they mean you'll spend all your money on them, then yes ok that's exactly what it is. My son, Koen, is 6. Typical boy. Aspires to be a ninja. Thinks girls are icky and at least 3 days a week he randomly becomes a vegetarian...but only after I have made his dinner plate. Oh and of course, he has ADHD. Yay for me right?! My daughter, Nevaeh, is 4 going on 20. She is NOT a princess. Just overly dramatic about almost everything. She is my personal bully. And by that, I mean she will both conpliment how pretty I am, a