Mothers’ Day should come once a MONTH, amirite? In my opinion, we do not get celebrated enough. I mean, this sh*t is HARD! On top of keeping our offspring fed, healthy and clean, we also have to grow them into responsible, well-adjusted adults. No pressure or anything. So for this week, I decided that we need something extra special to celebrate Mothers’ Day. I shall call this the Mommy’s Little Helper Margarita. It is a beautiful shade of purple, which represents royalty and wealth; because we should all be treated like the Queens we are on this day. Read More

Sixteen years ago, somewhere around this time of the year, I discovered I was pregnant with my first child. I was too young to be a mother, and my fantasies of motherhood were proof of that naiveté. I’d promised my husband, who at the time was my steady boyfriend, that I would dutifully stock up on packages of Huggies and Tear Free shampoo, which, in my world, meant we’d have everything we needed to raise a child. I knew nothing about being a mother. Read More