Blogging about the daily joys and frustrations of modern motherhood.
My youngest child recently turned 18 months old. Meanwhile, I'm still carrying around about 10 extra pounds that I like to refer to as my "baby weight." At this point, I'm pretty sure it should more accurately be called "late-night-snacking weight." Or "I'm-almost-30-and-need-to-stop-eating-like-I'm-22 weight." But "baby weight" sounds a lot better. It sounds like it's not my fault.
Read MoreI have to admit that I am generally terrible about following recipes. I love to read recipes for inspiration, but I always want to put my own twist on whatever it is I am making. Also, I don't like to measure things. I am all about approximating. So, with that said, every now and then, I would like to share some approximate recipes for the creations I've come up with that have been successful.
Read MoreAs a basic mom, I spend a lot of my time feeling decidedly not-fancy. In fact, I spend a good deal of time feeling borderline disgusting. There are Friday nights when I realize I haven’t had the opportunity to shower since Tuesday. I regularly wear jeans that I pretend do not have a mixture of kid snot and yogurt caked on them. Too many nights, I find that I've eaten half a bag of Doritos after my kids are in bed because it just feels so darn good to eat without little hands and voices trying to pull me away from my food.
Read MoreValerie Jackson is a basic mom, a tolerable wife, and a self-deprecating writer. She is attempting to raise two young monsters into nice young ladies in Michigan. She has a law degree that’s only current use is to win arguments with her husband.
