You’ve decided to enter the madness: my brain space. You have officially been warned that I cannot control things that come out of my mouth or that I type. Now that I have a baby, I have an excuse for my ridiculous commentary, inappropriate opinions and just general scatter-brain reality. I’m new to this whole mommy thing and you will see that I will make a lot of mistakes along the way, so hopefully we can laugh about it and not dial 9-1-1.
My little sack of condensed sugar angel pie, Linc, will 1 day be able to speak and realize that his mother is crazy, but until that day comes, let’s poke fun at the noises/faces he makes, his explosive diapers, breastfeeding, the trillion dollar industry that is babypalooza and anything else that strikes my fancy. So, thanks for reading and as they say on Parks and Recreation: Treat yo self!