Coffee and wine. Coffee. Wine. That’s, like, our thing, right moms? “After being up with the kids all night there is just not enough coffee in the world.” “Is it too early for wine ‘cause I am ridiculously stressed right now.” I think I say these exact phrases several times a week. … Read More I Stopped Drinking Coffee and Wine. This is What Happened.
The children shall be with the Wife on Mother’s Day and the Husband on Father’s Day. I never thought an official document would dictate how I spent Mother’s Day. Truthfully, I never thought any of the events over the past year would be my reality. But, here I am. A single mother of two boys. … Read More Celebrating Mother’s Day as a Single Mom
1987 6:07 pm, the family dinner table… I tried to shrink down in my chair at the dinner table until I disappeared underneath. I knew what was coming. “So, Kelli, what’s the best thing that happened to you today?” My friend looked at me, eyebrows raised, then back at my dad and… Read More What’s the Best Thing That Happened to You Today?
It’s a great logo, right? It’s nice to sit in front of our oversized monitors or look at our bedazzled smart phones with a giant Starbucks coffee in our manicured hands and smile and nod and agree, “Yes. That’s lovely. Let’s love more and judge less. Let’s do that.” But how do we actually… Read More Let’s Love More and Judge Less. Here’s How.
I got two tattoos this past weekend. Because, you know, I’m cool like that.* One of them was on my ribcage, which, according to some, is a painful location to get tattooed. When the needle hit the thin skin over my ribs, it took my breath away. The artist stopped and looked up, “you ok?”… Read More Breathe Through the Pain
If you are one of the few people that regularly read my posts (Hi Mom!) you may have noticed I haven’t written anything in a while. I’ve started a million times, yet all I could do was come up with was a bunch of complaints. Complaints about the difficulties of co-parenting, the first holiday season… Read More Be Close.
I went out last weekend. My ALONE weekend without my boys. When I left the house, I wasn’t feeling particularly social, but I thought it would be good for me. It was time to stop pacing and looking at pictures of the boys and get out. So I went to a fabulous party. There… Read More Sometimes I Pretend.
Last weekend my boys were with their dad. It wasn’t like it was a surprise. It happens every other weekend. But I’m struggling with it much more than I thought I would. I sat on my girlfriend’s couch Friday night, woefully lamenting how difficult it was for me and how I wanted to call them every few… Read More What I Do When My Kids Aren’t Around
…and it begins. In the first post I ever wrote, I told you how a stranger warned me not to blink or it would be over. At the time, I was struggling through the “Terrible Threes” with my Jacky. I told you that I wasn’t going to wish the time away because I knew it… Read More …and just like that, it was over.
My boys and I have been going through some pretty major changes recently with their dad moving out of the house. I’ve been trying my best to keep things as “normal” as possible for them, whatever that means. I’m starting to question what “normal” is for me so I can’t even imagine how hard it… Read More Is This a Dream?