If there’s one thing you can count on year-round, it’s the endless supply of fuckery and nonsense, courtesy of your children.
Yes, some women have a choice to stay home, but don’t tell me to be grateful I’m a SAHM. You don’t know what led me to this place.
Don’t judge, but I want to be a 1950s housewife. I want my kids to play independently while I make my house (and my self) pretty. And make jello salad.
It’s your time, ladies. Do what you want and live life to its fullest!
I’m a mom with a cold, and I’m pretty sure this is what hell is like.
Cliche stereotypes are annoying, but sometimes they’re true and we just need to accept that. Here are 6 that totally fit the bill. For me at least.
Dear third child, I love you so much. But you are so difficult right now, that I often don’t like you when you are in this phase. And that breaks my heart.
Keep this helpless little thing alive while teetering on the brink of death and insanity due to lack of sleep. Good luck and godspeed!