Tag - Muttering Mama

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Clean Up In Aisle 5
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Toxic Friendships
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Oh. My. God. I’m. Tired.
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Portrait of The Perfect Mother?

Clean Up In Aisle 5

Today was just one of those days where you just feel like you’re going bananas. The kiddo getting up at 4:45 a.m. pretty much set the tone. We finally fell back to sleep, only to OVER-sleep and have to do the mad dash to get to school in time. And for some reason my hair today is so flat it looks painted on. I’m bloated, and cranky and feeling frumpy AF. Driving home in the rain post school drop off, I pulled up beside a car at a stop sign. I glanced over to see a man clinging to the steering wheel, crying. It startled me. What horrible event occurred in his life to cause him such grief? I’ve been thinking about him all day. I can’t stop.  After school I dragged myself out to buy a few groceries. I had a tired little kid with me so about two minutes in she started begging to ride in the cart. So I heaved her in. Thirty seconds later, she wanted out. So I hauled her back out. She was completely out of sorts so I caved and bought a box of crackers for her to nibble while we shopped. Of course[…]

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Toxic Friendships

  A small rant if I may? One long, deep, cleansing breath. Inhale and… …girlfriends. Can’t live without them. Well you could, but life would be a bore. Plus who would give you the straight-up truth in the RW & Co. change room about what those pants REALLY do to your bum? You really can’t afford to go through life without some solid women by your side. They build you up when you’re low, and come along for the ride when you’re riding high. But what if they don’t? What happens when a friendship takes a turn or just plain fizzles out? We’ve all had our hearts stomped on; our confidence shredded into tiny shards by men in our lives at one time or another. But what about the bosom buddies in our lives? When a friendship turns toxic it can do some pretty serious damage. Life has been stressful since our daughter’s diagnosis. Like hair falling out, stomach ulcer, insomnia, panic attacks, kind of stressful. For the most part friends have rallied and have really been there for us despite their own busy lives. I can’t even begin to thank them for that support. Sadly, there have been disappointments.[…]

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Oh. My. God. I’m. Tired.

Sleep deprivation and parenthood go hand and hand. I’m aware of this. But my kids are 6 and 3! Is there no end in sight to the persistent dark under eye circles, puffy lids and greyish skin tone? Not to mention the continuous state of “idiot” I seem to be in. Always forgetting where I’ve left things, trouble forming complete sentences, losing my train of um, you know, the…what was I saying? Lack of sleep turns a Yummy Mummy into a Dummy Mummy. Last night, I shut down my computer early. If you must know, my Tweetdeck crashed, so I figured the hell with it and turned in for the night. After tossing and turning for the usual hour or so, I finally drifted to sleep with soothing thoughts of how non-puffy and fresh I would be after a good night’s rest. 1:15 a.m.. The baby monitor lit up our room like a red light district. I jumped up and stumbled blindly down the hall to check on DD. Weird. She was sleeping like, well, like a baby. Back to bed. More adrenaline induced tossing and turning and then back to sleep. 2:35 a.m.. More screaming. Wailing actually and then[…]

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Portrait of The Perfect Mother?

  This photo doesn’t exactly evoke an image of the serene, responsible mother I usually am. But, sometimes you just gotta kick up your heels and shout, “Yee-haw!” Right? About 97% of my time is devoted entirely to my children. I try not to work unless my children are at school, sleeping or involved in another activity. I feel guilty doing tasks when I should be giving my attention to my kids. I said attention, not “full” attention—I’m not crazy! I can multi-task with the best of them; play Star Wars, while changing over the laundry, while posting a tweet and planning dinner in my head. Realistically, that’s the only way to stay on top of things. Running a household and raising children is a good gig. But if it I didn’t have another outlet besides home and work, I’d go loopy. The thing that fuels me is simply and anyone can partake. It’s…being a dork. Yup. A big stupid idiot. A gigantic buffoon. It’s my greatest stress reliever. Being silly and laughing with good friends reminds me that life is fun. I don’t sleep in my “Life is good” t-shirt for nothing. Chicks with Chips Night, Witches Coven Games[…]

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