Now I am living the dream...most days.
I believe there is no one right way to be a mom, and we need to appreciate the differences instead of judging them.
There's a fine line between mothering with a smirk and mothering with a sense of humor. Struggling to do things the "right" way means missing the fantastic, heartbreaking, hysterical and surreal things that make being a mom the best and craziest job.
First name: Elizabeth. Mom. Whatever relative's name my own mother remembers at the moment.
Kids: Monkey (3) and Sassafras (1).
Five random things you like: The uproarious chuckles of my kids. A full DVR. The crinkle of a library book cover. Coffee coffee coffee Starbucks coffee. Office supplies (I may stay at home, but I love a label maker).
City: Cincinnati
Jobs: Mom. Cruise director. Chief Organizing Officer.
Vices: Television without any redeeming qualities. Target. Anything with whipped cream.
Your Superhero power, if you could have one: A rewind button. Want to take back that nasty comment? Unsend that email? Catch that kid before they land face-first? I could rewind you back to that spot in time.
Look for Elizabeth's posts the third week of every month!
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