The daily struggles of a sometimes SAHM
H is back at school today after the Thanksgiving break. Before he left, he got his first “report card.” I was handed an envelope with the words “To the parents of…” on the front and was definitely was not prepared for the rush of emotions upon opening it. Continue reading “Today I’m Struggling With…Report Cards”
As I sit here, writing this post, I’m eating Cheddar and Sour Cream Ruffles (should be a sponsor, but they aren’t) and peppermint bark, because isn’t that a classic and classy combination? I’m drinking water, but that’s only because I’m too lazy to make coffee and I don’t have any Cherry Coke in the house. I guess what I’m trying to say is: I’m a mess.
To be fair, I know I’m not as messy as some people. I don’t do drugs. I drink, but I don’t get drunk (nursing, and all). I have a job. I’m actually pretty good at adulting. But at times, I’m pretty indistinguishable from the teenagers that I teach. My son is starting to get to the age where I worry about him adopting some of my bad habits and guilty pleasures.
Continue reading “Today I’m Struggling With…Passing On Bad Habits”
Hello! I’m Danielle. I married my high school sweetheart and have two amazing, wild young boys.
Today, I’m sitting on the fence. I’m blissfully kicking my legs back and forth, not making a decision to move forward or backward. I’m trying not to choose to even get off the fence on either side onto the green grass.
If you are a person in our society, at one point in time, you will be on this exact fence with me. It’s the “Should we have any/a/a second/a third/etc child(ren)?” fence. Continue reading “Struggle Buddy: Today I’m Struggling With…The Fence”