About Me, December 2018
Woah. Back again. I just can’t delete this blog. Clearly I’m able to step away though, right? Today is the first day of winter, 2018. My girls are solidly 12. Yes, it seems like they were just 2! They are fully-fledged tweens, knee-deep in 6th grade. And they’re KILLING IT. So much better adjusted than I was at their age.
Am I well-adjusted now? I don’t know. I know more words and their meanings. I eat less sugar. That’s all I got.
About Me, August 2016
I started writing this in 2008, when I was 40. I paused in 2014 for almost 2 years because I’m not going to be that mother who rats out her kids because of the Internet. But I kind of miss writing here. We’ll see where this iteration goes.
August 2016 – Now I’m eight (almost 9) years older.
I’m not home with my two year old twin daughters anymore, I have a full-time job. Still married to husband. Two cats have passed from this earth, and a new one inhabits their furry space. Her name is Bella cat.
Mimi and Beenie are just entering 4th grade and are about to turn 10. I’m still going to give them their privacy, because if I don’t, then it is a free-for-all. I’ll just say they’re intense. In all the ways you’d imagine two competing almost 10-year olds are. I love them.
Original About Me
(February 2008) I’m a forty year-old SAHM (stay at home mama) sort of an artist, freelance writer and web schmuck, raising my darling daughters with my husband here in Baltimore City. I am also slowly losing my shit. You know your sanity is seeping away when you have hopeful visions of someday working with peers (or at least grown-ups) again in an office. I was doing web design and a little freelance writing before this parenting business started, painting and making art while not at work. I studied fine art in college and am a little bit desperate to continue making and selling my work.
After discovering that my full-time income would not cover the cost of daycare for two children under the age of two, I found myself living the fifties housewife fantasy. Though I’m not sure the word fantasy properly describes the content of my days. My husband is awesome and has taken on the role of breadwinner for the immediate moment, despite it being one of his worst fears. I laughed when I found out I was expecting twins, he did not laugh.
The girls are healthy and brilliant and really cute. I am doing my very best not to screw them up. Staying home with them full-time is extremely rewarding and really, really hard.