I’ve spent a chunk of my morning giving baking tips to my step-daughter via text. She’s baking cookies. She has also been sending me lots of cute pics of her and the pup. It’s a welcome distraction from an otherwise shitty day.
I’m feeling a lot better after a fun night with my kiddos. We stuffed ourselves on Italian food and I had two glasses of wine (woot!). We had really interesting conversation tonight. The kids were discussing having divorced parents and being in a blended family. Surprisingly, both of them were very clear that they don’t have any issues from the divorce, and since they don’t really remember life before, they prefer things as they are.
At one point, Freya told me that I’m the best step-mom ever, and that me and her dad better never get divorced, but if we do she demands visitation with me. It was funny and sweet and it made me feel good.
Maybe I don’t fail at life after all.
My kid made me a book for Mother’s Day called A Peek at My Mom. These are my favorite pages.
As I posted over on instagram: I’m going to keep it real. I fucking love me some Red Lobster. I grew up on that shit!
Good job, family. I feel loved!
Who needs the oj? Let’s just get straight to the good stuff.
The husband is making me a special breakfast. 💚
Working together to assemble the deck furniture.
Mom gets to just watch. 🤗
I’m always Blanche.
I look and feel like hell, but I’m happy my baby is finally home.