Friday, May 25, 2018

Missing socks

    Do you ever have one of those days? You're running around the house, yelling at your kids to get their lives together, tooth brush in one hand, cup of coffee in the other, when suddenly your kid runs up to you asking for a hug? Yeah, that was my morning. 

    I have been telling the kids, the man friend, and myself, that I was going to start this little writing experiment months ago. Then my phone broke, then my computer took a dump. Then I started a new job. Then we finally started wedding planning.  One excuse after another. So now, here I am, between rushing to work, picking kids up at school, and grocery shopping, doing this thing. 

    What can I tell you? My life is unexpectedly messy. Not at all what I thought it would be. Its chaotic, noisy, sticky, and someone is always missing socks.  I am the hot mess mom. I have a blended family. I am engaged to the most unexpected and amazing man. I am me. We are us.

Welcome to this little window into our life. 



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