Becky Sherrick Harks is a bachelor's prepared nurse and freelance writer living in Chicago with her three small, yet very loud, children. When she's not running her non-profit organization, The Band Back Together Project, or writing on her award-winning blog, Mommy Wants Vodka, she enjoys a life pretending to be married to men from television, dreaming about aresolized frosting, and competitive napping.
A couple of weeks ago, Daver and I ran into my neighbor across the street, one who had recently had her first baby. Being the lovable sap that I am, I immediately made a beeline for her in a desperate attempt to hold the squishy baby!
When I asked her how she was, she began to weep. Read More
I sighed sadly as I looked at the clock: 5:45pm, Friday night. My ex would be here any minute to pick up our son for the weekend. I’d get him back at some point on Sunday, exhausted, disheveled, and dressed in precisely what he was wearing now. Read More
In 2001, I was a freshly-turned-twenty-one year old discharged from the hospital with a baby (my baby, I should add, in case you think I’m some kind of baby-stealer). Single-parenthood looming on the horizon, I’d moved back in with my parents, and now, having just expelled my firstborn from my uterus, I had no earthly idea what to do with him. Read More
I found this sort of guide to wifery online, from the 50′s, a couple of years ago, and supposedly it’s called, The Good Wife’s Guide. “Is this legit, Aunt Becky?” you ask me, a disapproving tone in your otherwise flawless voice. And I will tell you, with absolute certainty, that it doesn’t f***ing matter. It’s Comedy Gold. Read More
We were at Target this weekend (also known as My Social Life) (also known as My Boyfriend) buying both groceries and pants for my middle child, Alex. The groceries, I should clarify weren’t strictly for Alex, but rather stuff that we could all safely enjoy. Deliciously, even. Especially Uncrustables, which are pretty much heaven in a wee package.
Alas, I digress. Read More
