Earlier today I found myself hiding in the laundry room, finishing my breakfast and staring at mountains of Special K all over the floor. Duke, in an effort of self-sufficiency, had attempted to get his own cereal and managed to…
Author: Trish
I hate the sadness. The soul crushing ache that creeps in and lingers, always present, always reminding me of the fragile facade I’ve built. Life is so damn hard right now. So. Hard. I knew having 3 little kids very…
Well it’s official, I own my own .com! I’m really excited to take this step in 2020. Something about investing in this space and truly making it my own, reinvigorates me. Even if I still can’t manage to get more than…