Mom Guilt
How much is “my best” as a mom?
Mom, Author, SuperWoman
Cries in the darkness, I grab my rope and roll out of bed, leaving my husband to sleep. At any moment his phone will ring, calling him to the train yard.
Everyone has heard of the infamous MANFLU… But have you heard of the MOMFLU? No. Because it means absolutely nothing, to no one.
Just when I thought I had escaped the season without feeling the gaping hole in my heart, an old friend brings the feelings bubbling up to the surface. Tonight’s post (which will probably be deleted tomorrow) is brought to you by my old friend, tequila. You see, many years ago, I would throw a few…Read More
My journey to weight loss has been long. I am happy to report a year after this original post, I reached my goal of a healthy BMI. Of everything I tried, the Ketogenic diet was had the quickest and longest lasting results. Starting out I searched and searched and asked friends what and how it…Read More
So it is one of my favorite past times every year to explain our family Christmas situation to everyone. For those with family down the street, it could be easier. But for those traveling for the holidays farther than 2 hours, it gets pretty sticky. Railroad women are a rare animal that solo-parent roughly 80-100%…Read More
I’ll be the first to admit that my life is, by no means, glamorous. I am in, in no way, the best at anything. I have many talents but am a master of none, as the saying goes. But when I tell people stories of my life, they listen. Or they read, because I am…Read More