Momma Said - Part 2

Nikki Knepper Proposed to Me on Twitter Cuz We Both Like Big Butts

Jan 042013

First of all– HI! How are ya? How was Chrimuh? Happy New Year! Etc, etc. I peaced out of the blogosphere right before my 35th birthday (best one yet!) and spent lots and lots of quality time with the fam. We went to see the Farm People for a week, stayed up late, slept late and laughed until our sides hurt. If you missed me while I was gone then you need to friend me on FB, follow me on Twitter and Instagram! Even when I take a vacation from blogging I’m still running my virtual mouth somewhere. And on [Read more...]

Laughter Heals the Soul

Columns, Momma Said, Uncategorized

Dec 192012

In times of great personal or worldwide tragedy, I find it impossible to be flippant about life and motherhood in particular. Last Friday our entire nation was sucker punched in Newtown, CT and the nation mourned. I was sitting in my favorite book store, working on a book proposal, when I first heard whispers of the tragedy. I clicked around on the Internet to find live coverage and sat at the table with tears streaming down my cheeks as the horror unfolded. Like so many other parents across the country, my first instinct was to go get my kids from [Read more...]

Put Your Money Where Your Mouse Is– Thankful Challenge

Momma Said, Put Your Money Where Your Mouse Is

Nov 162012

When I got back from Creative Alliance in Ojai, CA I wrote about how I was ready to do things differently. How I want to use this space of mine on the interwebz to let all of me hang out– not just the parts that I think will get a laugh. Lately, (read: the last year) I’ve found myself getting really annoyed with all the “talking about” that goes on on the internet. You know, as in, let’s “talk about” the issues… of course by this we usually mean, “Let me post an angry ranty Facebook status against the things [Read more...]

Me then? Meet Me Now– 1st Kid/2nd Kid

Momma Said, Uncategorized

Nov 142012

I had just finished nursing school when Aubrey was born. I knew breast was best and sneered at women buying formula at the grocery store. I spent hours with the lactation consultant in the hospital mastering the art of breastfeeding. The extra hands didn’t hurt as the Big Berthas outweighed my baby and tended to be a bit unruly. Anytime someone came to the house to see my new baby, I exiled myself to the bedroom to feed her discreetly. I got confused about what “feed her every three hours” actually meant. From the time we STARTED? Or from the [Read more...]

Health Care Scare– Mississippi Style

Momma Said

Oct 182012

I had to go to the hospital today to get a head CT… of my sinuses. I realize that doesn’t sound traumatic to you, but I spent an entire twenty minutes in the waiting room playing through the soap opera-esque scenario of getting “the call.” Obviously it would be a tumor or something totally inoperable. I envisioned my poor motherless children at my funeral and wondered how long Zeb would wait to start dating. (At least fifteen years.) I was lost in this familiar daydream (read: what I do every single time an airplane takes off) when the Radiology Tech [Read more...]

I’m Not Too Scared Anymore

Momma Said

Oct 032012

All of my life I’ve been Too Scared. Not as in I am beyond scared but I’ve always been terrified of being myself because I thought I was too much of one thing or another. Too religious, too coarse, too awkward, too emotional, too Christian, too liberal to be a “good” Christian, too Christian to be a good artist… too much. I felt that I was a contradiction. I have been afraid of being myself. I have tried to stay in the center of the road when at times I wanted to veer off the road all together, chasing rabbit [Read more...]

The #1 Thing I Don’t Want to Write About Ever

Momma Said

Sep 102012

The #1 Thing I Don't Want to Write About Ever

Depression. See? Just looking at the word IS depressing. Nobody wants to read about it. It’s certainly not why people come to my blog. I’ve created this space to remember the good stuff, to laugh with and to be laughed at and hopefully to record some of the most precious moments of my children’s lives for them to read about later. But for me, there’s been an elephant in the room for a while. I wrote about it some in “Ketchup.” I wrote about my struggle with post-partum depression and hoped it would encourage women and moved on. Then, during [Read more...]