Writer Of Things
This isn't a real post, more of a passing observation. I've noticed over the past year that I'm doing that thing that many first time parents do: Expecting way too much from my two year old. As the oldest of ninety-thousand kids, I absolutely hated this growing up. At five I was practically expected to…
Continue reading ➞ I’m Not Sorry My Toddler Acts Like a Toddler, Thank You Very Much
Eighties parents were like, "Okay kids, you're going to stay with this lady named, er, Barbara, I think? Anyhow, be back later. Don't be a cry baby, Jesus christ, she's not scary, some ladies just like to hold a flaming torch to match their HORNS FROM SATAN."
My two year old is intense. He's almost always smiling and happy and he shows happiness with cackling laughter, leaps, hops, cheerleader level clapping, and squeals of glee between shouts of "this is amazing!"
When I found out I was pregnant, I panicked and ran out to buy a billion books on parenting and pregnancy. I'm a reader. A nerd who researches everything. Mostly because I realized a long time ago that I mostly lack common sense and need ideas on how to function as a basic adult in…
Continue reading ➞ Jesus Christ, Nancy: Parenting and Trolls
When I became a mom, I didn't know what my life would look like but I knew this: I had to find a way to still be creative so that I could stay me and feel full as a person outside of a mom. I think that when we become parents it's easy to find…
Today has been really hard. And I hate that when I typed that sentence my first thought was: I should quickly balance that statement with how grateful I am to be a mom and have a healthy and happy child. Because if I don't write that then someone might think I don't love my son…
Continue reading ➞ Normalize Parenting Being Hard: Some Days Feel Like Failure
It’s one of those gray windy days. The leaves are falling and rustling as they make their way across our front yard and into the neighbor’s driveway. It’s the perfect weather for writing (or reading), cozied up with a sweater, a warm cup of something, and a comfortable chair. Or in my case, a floor-length…
A few years ago, I was stretched out on a lawn chair next to my sister’s pool when she plopped down next to me, yelled at her kids to stop getting water everywhere, and casually asked, “So are you guys going to have kids?” Already in my mid-thirties, I’d learned that this question was the…
Continue reading ➞ How Bartending Prepared Me For Motherhood
How are all of you doing out there? Stressed? Your best? Your worst? Really into crafting right now? Protesting? Reading. Eating your feelings? Avoiding social media? Glued to social media? I'm in a weird place, trying my best to navigate this 2020 life with a kiddo. I'd like to say that I'm nailing it but…
Hello FAM! Yesterday was Father's Day and I just wanted to share a snippet of my day with you all. If you follow me on Instagram, you're already in the loop and caught up. I hope you're doing well, kicking ass and taking names, or at least hanging in there and doing your best. If…
M. E. Evans 