Two years, hundreds of sleepless nights and thousands of adult beverages after giving birth, I'm finally starting my mommy blog.
I'm not quite sure who, if anyone, will ever read my mindless ramblings on this site. But damnit. I need an outlet. A creative outlet that can distract me from my work when I don't want to do it and one that will actually document my son's life (since I seem to keep forgetting to write down those important details he'll ask me about when he's older. e.g. first words, the day he started walking).
So this is it.
And since it's the end of the work day (and I am a three-martini mom), I need to get the hell off my computer and go home so I can drink my way through parenthood. In moderation of course.
If anyone is actually reading this, you should know that I'm not an alcoholic. I just have a dry sense of humor and a full liquor cabinet at home. (Ok maybe at my desk too).
Until the next clever morsel of words comes to mind, tah-tah.
