My Mama Saga: How a Toothpick Saved My Sanity

My Mama Saga: How a Toothpick Saved My Sanity

The following Saga was written by a mom who chooses to remain anonymous in order to protect the identity of her kiddo. My oldest child is going on 12. He is madly loving of his 3-year-old brother and moderately tolerant of his 9-year-old brother. He thinks the only...

#lifeaftertwo

I thought I had figured out this motherhood thing… Then I went and had another kid. My friends with only one child have asked me what it’s like now, with two. Well, here’s a few examples of my new normal that I’ve plucked from my daily...