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Okay guys. My heart is heavy tonight. It could be exhaustion from teaching, working out, doing the dishes, working out some more, cooking dinner, allowing my son to drive me to pick up a prescription, giving my daughter a bath, reading with her, showering, and then reading a book for school. Or I’m PMS’ing. Ugh……
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I grew up on Monopoly. My three big sisters would come over for the weekend and my dad and my mom would get out the vintage game of Monopoly. There would be cardboard pizza, Doritos, Deans dip, and Pepsi. Mind you this was the 80’s. I remember my mom scratching the middle of the board…
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Just when I thought I couldn’t get any worse as a hot mess mom, I do. I have relented to taking showers every two days. I’m only shaving once a week. I have been spot cleaning my jeans with really yummy smelling soaps from Bath and Body Works so I feel like it’s better than…
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1. hold your fart in. Me: “It’s not that hard,” I explain. “You know when you’ve got to poop really bad, but can’t make it to the bathroom for a while? You just hold it in? That’s what I need you to do with your farts.” Children: “But it’s hard. I just can’t do that.”…
true life hot mess mom 