For me, martinis and motherhood go hand in hand. A beautiful martini to a mom is like a scrumptious chocolate sundae to a kid. It’s our treat- our reward for the effort that goes into the many roles that we play.
Remember when you first brought your new baby home?
You were shell-shocked and overwhelmed but your heart was filled with a new kind of love, one stronger than anything you’d ever known. This feeling of endless love was, by no means, your only emotion. There was also a greater sense of worry and of wonder as you embarked upon the first of many learning curves in your journey as a parent. Fast forward to the teen years and here you are shell- shocked again…
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With a downward facing dog and a fart, we were off! Destination: Crazytown
It was our final night, after a busy few weeks visiting friends and family in the UK. Hubby had booked a hotel room at the Manchester airport. The idea was that not only would it make our early morning departure a bit less early but it would also be a nice way for the five of us to wind down after a very sociable few weeks.
The kids would have a bubble bath. We’d order room service and watch a movie. Best of all, we’d get a good night’s sleep and be rested and ready for our early start in the morning and the long day ahead.
This was the plan anyway. And this is likely how it would’ve gone down had Mini (age 4) not fallen asleep in the car on the way to the hotel…
Last night I celebrated Mother’s Day.
Yes, I am aware that Mother’s Day isn’t officially until Sunday but that’s not important, really.
What is important is that my family has now been set up for Mother’s Day success! Reason being, I had a little Mother’s Day celebration with myself, at the mall…