So here's the deal, I wouldn't exactly call myself a kid person. I know that kind of makes me a monster and I'm OK with that. I like my kids. I like most of my friends kids. You know if I like your kids because I will invite them over, teach them things, have long … Continue reading I love your babies
So I am driving south away from my family for a week for some much-needed r&r. Counting Stars comes on the radio and I am feeling elated, so I blast the music and screamsing along. I feel free like I can breathe, and as sudden, as it came it goes, and feelings of guilt set … Continue reading Martyrdom and motherhood
once upon a time I was wild and wonderful. I was the kind of girl that brought the party, I was the kind of girl who when I introduce myself to people they said "oh you're Kaylin", I was the kind of girl that pictures are painted for and road trips are taking four. I … Continue reading Forgotten Things
With blurry eyes this morning I was making my children breakfast when my daughter comes up to me and says "how do you like them apples?" I literally did not know what to say because it was so hysterical to me but clearly a very serious question for her. I often find myself in these … Continue reading How do you like them apples?
So this is how we start. I am the proud and exhausted mother of three children. When my last was born I had 3, 3 and under. The practical application of this is that I haven’t slept through the night in about five years. It also means that I don’t have enough personal time or … Continue reading The Journey Begins
The Hot Mess Homestead 