What is motherhood like? You try to tell all the soon-to-be-mom’s just what to expect. Messy. Beautiful. Wonderful. Crazy. Chaotic. Hard. What’s an antonym for glamorous? Yea, that. But there’s really no word better than bittersweet.
Put down your proverbial pitchforks. I get this is the land of social media and not everyone knows me personally, but if you did (or if you do), you would know the unwavering love I have for my stepson. He was my whole life before I had my daughter, and now they are my whole life. Point blank.
So, great… She loves her stepchild, tell me again why we’re here then? Why would anyone say you shouldn’t love your stepchild? Well, anyone with a heart, anyway… Continue reading “Why You Should Never Love Your Stepchild”
I want to first apologize for being absent for so long. When I first started Mom and a Half, I promised myself it was going to be fun, & if ever I felt pressured or stressed to write just for the sake of a keeping up with the blog world, then I would stop and refocus on my family. Well, safe to say that with the chaos of the holidays, my focus has happily been 100% on my family (and decorating and wrapping and cooking and trying to balance how much sugar kids are allowed to have per day between left over halloween candy & candy canes left by their Elf on the Shelf.) It’s been crazy. And this Christmas Cookie Party was no different. Continue reading “Christmas Cookie Party”
Brooklyn’s asleep, my husband’s next to me, and Benjamin’s sitting on the couch watching Moana on his iPad. I can’t help but chuckle a little bit at the sight of it all, knowing it would give off the image that we’ve all had a wonderful, calm night. Like we all have our shite together. Continue reading “For the Mom and a Half’s”
Some people jump out of airplanes, others climb into cages in shark infested waters, and some, dare I say the bravest, decide to try to bake a cake with two kids. I used to think I had a problem with saying “no” to the kids when they asked to do something, but I’ve come to realize that I’m actually just an adrenaline junkie.
Fall is my absolute second favorite time of the year! Whoops, did you catch that? Sorry. I absolutely love fall, don’t get me wrong, but you’re never going to get me to admit that I’d choose it over lounging by the pool watching my shirtless husband throw our kids in and out of the water while they scream-laugh. Nope, no, never.
We should get this out of the way now.. my husband and I love to cook. He’s modest and won’t admit it, but he’s probably better than me. However, if I do have the upper hand on him, it is all thanks to this recipe.