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Hi. Welcome. This is 30.
Rather, this is my 30 which is totally different from your 30. I know what you’re thinking: “everyone thinks they’re different slash special slash remarkable”. Well, my thirties are at least one of those things, I assure you. Let me break it down real quick:
I turned 30 this last September. I have 5 kids. I repeat: FIVE KIDS. That is not a typo. I had my eldest when I was 17 and then 4 more over the course of the next decade give or take a few years. My middle child has autism. I’m also divorced and making an attempt to date (we’ll touch on that later). I work full time in Los Angeles and spend about 5 hours a day commuting. READ MORE
If you’re reading this post then let me offer you congratulations, you successfully survived the holidays. You didn’t let your family, or your in-laws drive you stark raving mad, and while you may have self-medicated (no one ever did figure out where that extra bottle of wine disappeared to) you won’t hear any judging coming from me. A mom’s gotta do what a mom’s gotta do!
Now that the unwrapping frenzy is over and the kids have already forgotten who gave them what gift, it’s time to get back to the normal life of being a mom. READ MORE
When I was younger and living in Small Town, USA, my grammar school would have a Christmas Pagent for each grade from K-6. It was quite an event in my small town and we would have it in a big auditorium.
My grandfather’s wife would always make me the best costumes and when I was in kindergarten or 1st grade, I had to dress up as an elf. Yeah, there’s not enough humiliation when you’re a kid but hey, let’s make you dress up as an elf as well! Woo hoo!
There were some bells that were sewn onto my shoes and before we went on stage I kept on making sure I wasn’t going to have any bell issues. READ MORE