Life with Dudes Never Looked So Pretty
I own two separate businesses, parent three crazy busy Dudes, sit on the board of two PTAs, and volunteer for more than one of my children’s sports teams. Some how I throw in walking the dog, showering, jamming food in my face, occasional house cleaning and laundry, three gym workouts a week, and high fiving my husband when we pass each other in the kitchen
Parenting style is a matter of personal preference. Choosing to be a helicopter or a free ranger, using cloth or disposable, feeding breast or bottle. All personal parenting choices made by those in charge of the growing of their off spring. For the most part, what you choose doesn’t matter to me. Put your baby in Pampers, shove a bottle in their mouth, and hover
If there is one surefire way to ensure our friendship dies a fiery death it’s showing up at my house unexpected. Instant unfriend. And, I’m not talking about on Facebook. I’m talking about in real life. Only, like it’s more of a conscious decoupling that only I know about. Because I hate confrontation. And I would never unfriend someone to their face for being inconsiderate
Finding ways to make mommying easier is a life goal of mine. I want to waste less time cleaning and organizing and cooking and dictating and driving all kinds of people to all kinds of places so I have more time for eating cookie dough while my kids are at school soaking up these young family moments that are rushing away from me. I suck
Everyone has a mom style. You have the uptight moms (so meticulous about her boring dye job you probably think it’s real, pressed khakis, pastel colored twin sets, sort of a big deal with the PTA). You have the Super-SAHM moms (cute ponytail that could possibly use a fresh dye job, yoga pants and sports bras even though she’s not worked out, nor is she
