In Like a Lion, Out Like a Lion

Oh, March, how you’ve done me wrong. FACT: I love springtime, and have been craving the change of season since the first flakes of snow fell. FACT: March has been a terrible, terrible month in my household and if you could punch a month in the face, I’d do it now and feel no regret. For

Please, let this be my legacy.

Some days, I kill it at this mom thing. I pack awesome school lunches, actually remember that it’s Show & Share day at preschool, make homemade crafts with the kids after school, and tuck their freshly-bathed heads into bed at 7pm. SOMETIMES, that happens. Other days (ok, most days), I feel like The World’s Ok-est Mom,

Consistency

Time is a cruel motherfucker. WAIT, please, don’t go. I promise my language will get cleaner from here on out. (For this post, at least.) It’s after midnight on a Tuesday and I’m up writing, not only this blog post but also a magazine article that’s due tomorrow, which is why I’m writing this blog post.