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Who even am I?

 Hello all you misfit mommas, devious dads, great grannies and whomever else may actually see this.


What a crazy crazy 2 months it’s been since we decided to become a family of 4. Can we talk about how much hormones actually suck? Where they all come crashing down and it just turns your body into a complete shit show? Where one second you are having a fantastic day and the next, your husband says something that you took the wrong way, it feels like the world is crashing around you. That is, if I had to guess, Postpartum depression. Which means, it’s time to figure some shit out.

Something that helps with PPD, is finding hobbies that you enjoy. Finding ways to carve out “me time”. Now here comes MY issue. I literally don’t even know what I enjoy these days. I use to love reading. Now I don’t have the attention span to actually sit and read. Sure, I love blogging but this takes what? 5-10 minutes. Then id rather not rot my brain on TikTok. I do enjoy cooking, but things are so expensive, that I have to prioritize making sure I am buying food my family actually likes, instead of buying food that would be a gamble. So where does that leave us? 


Another thing that helps, is being around people. Well, guess what. Making friends, is HARD. Like I would rather sped my days taking the ACT - math portion, then constantly try to make friends. It is like dating. Which we all know how women are, pickiest people in the world! Say one wrong thing, yup, consider that friendship done. Which if you know me, you know that I have a MORBID sense of humor. I have to be on my best behavior in order to make friends. 

So now, I’m just at a stand still. Still trying to figure out my life. One day at a time. 

Stay messy moms! Until next time!

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