
Hungry for More Than This Adventureless Marriage
After a decade of marriage, birthing four mini-me’s, and turning into a SAHM,
After a decade of marriage, birthing four mini-me’s, and turning into a SAHM,
If it’s not retarded, it might be “short bus” or even a word so seemingly benign as “special”. But make no mistake—there’s no love behind these words.
Until now, I thought that I was the reason that things went well when I left my husband with the kids. But now, I’ve realized that it takes teamwork to make it work.
My best friend of a decade is going through a divorce. She has three young children and ending the marriage was not her choice.
I wasn’t the things the world rolls its eyes about women. I wasn’t a pumpkin-spiced, infinity scarfed hot mess who dotted her i’s with hearts with a pretty pink pen on scented paper. That wasn’t me, y’all.
My mom has decided now that she’s 71, it’s time to say f-you
When we declared, “in sickness and in health, until death do us part” neither of us had any idea how meaningful those words would become.
Aunts are the first ones moms blame for buying noisy gifts and filling the kids with sugar before swanning off to their child-free life and leaving mom to deal with the consequences. But are they really that bad?
I sound like a broken record, even to myself. But I have no alternative. I have hearing loss. I need to teach my children how to speak so I can hear them.
My husband is a perfectly capable human being. Completely. Given a to-do list, he will do anything I ask him to. But sometimes, it’s easier to do it myself.
After a decade of marriage, birthing four mini-me’s, and turning into a SAHM,
If it’s not retarded, it might be “short bus” or even a word so seemingly benign as “special”. But make no mistake—there’s no love behind these words.
Until now, I thought that I was the reason that things went well when I left my husband with the kids. But now, I’ve realized that it takes teamwork to make it work.
My best friend of a decade is going through a divorce. She has three young children and ending the marriage was not her choice.
I wasn’t the things the world rolls its eyes about women. I wasn’t a pumpkin-spiced, infinity scarfed hot mess who dotted her i’s with hearts with a pretty pink pen on scented paper. That wasn’t me, y’all.
My mom has decided now that she’s 71, it’s time to say f-you
When we declared, “in sickness and in health, until death do us part” neither of us had any idea how meaningful those words would become.
Aunts are the first ones moms blame for buying noisy gifts and filling the kids with sugar before swanning off to their child-free life and leaving mom to deal with the consequences. But are they really that bad?
I sound like a broken record, even to myself. But I have no alternative. I have hearing loss. I need to teach my children how to speak so I can hear them.
My husband is a perfectly capable human being. Completely. Given a to-do list, he will do anything I ask him to. But sometimes, it’s easier to do it myself.