Coffee – then adulting.
Or wine. Wine then adulting.
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Just a mom to a know-it-all teen and an 8-year-old who rules the roost. A wife, a daughter, and a twin sister. Millennial who juggles a full-time job with mental sanity.
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Do you ever wonder why you didn’t get the career genes or the hobby genes from your parents? What I mean is, my mom was a teacher. My grandmother was a teacher. Guess it skipped a generation? I lost my shit trying to teach my then-third grader math during the pandemic lockdowns. I barely know…
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What a week. I was home by myself with both kids this week. My husband was helping his parents with a medical situation in Florida. But life doesn’t stop when your own schedule changes. There is still school, field trips, sports practices, grocery shopping, homework, and everything in between. Even before you take on extracurricular…
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I write this as I sit here with a glass of Zinfandel, knowing full well that I have to be up at 5 a.m. for my daughter’s first volleyball tournament of the season. We got a notice today stating that parking at the tournament isn’t guaranteed due to the snow. Also, the building is colder…
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What a week it’s been. I’ve been at the pharmacy more than my kids have been in school. Between retrieving prescriptions, buying Covid tests, and various other medicines for allergies and cold symptoms, you could say the local Walgreen’s knows me well. Unfortunately, my daughter contracted Covid right when she turned 13. Not the best…
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It’s that time of year again that I dread while also welcome. While it’s sad to see summer go, it’s also comforting to get back to routines. I look back on summer and think of the fun things we did as a family. I also regret some things we didn’t get to do. Every year…
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I should have been prepared for it. But I didn’t realize how the cleaning and reorganizing of the playroom would hit so hard. I wanted to move my office there. Unfortunately, the size of my desk made it impossible. But I still took the opportunity to clean up foam gun darts and pick off dried…
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It’s 10:30 p.m. My son peers out of his room (where he should be asleep) and asks, “Mom, have you ever made a mistake in life?” I think I’m about to have another existential conversation with a very curious 7-year-old. I mean, this is the same kid who asked me if I liked “being a…
Coffee - then adulting. 