Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

One day at a time…

May 2023

  • Google

    I googled. “The 5-year survival rate tells you what percent of people live at least 5 years after the cancer is found. Percent means how many out of 100. The 5-year survival rate for people 20 and older with AML is 27%. For people younger than 20, the survival rate is 69%.” 27% chance of Continue reading

  • Dry Hands

    My hands are hurting and peeling. I tried putting my hands in coconut oil and a glove but it didn’t seem like it did much. Nothing much seems to help with the peeling. Feels like my hands are hot and burning, 2nd day of chemo was similar to yesterday. Tired and nauseous. Chemo was BRIGHT Continue reading

  • New Kevin

    Warm blanket. Pills. Hooked up to IV and New Kevin. I don’t feel strong still. Mindset is all over the place. . I talked to J last night. He asked me why I didn’t feel confident going into Round 2. He asked if it was the pain. I didn’t have a good answer. I just Continue reading

About Me

Hello, my name is Nina. I am a mother, wife, daughter and friend. I am lover of country music, & 80’s love ballad. I love me some karaoke! I identify as hot mess mom. I get it wrong, all the time. On the rare occasions I get it right? Even I’m shocked.

I am a working professional in the field of Compliance. I am mother two, daughter to immigrant parents, wife to a “redneck” – and proud of it, sister-in-law to the two most incredible human beings I have ever met and a niece that is just so cool but doesn’t know it.

I work too hard and play too little. I’ve always focus on the wrong thing and never quite sure if I’m ever enough. I grew up on the East Coast and was a latchkey kid in the 80’s and 90’s – I dodged the sketchy people on the walk home and tried not to end up on a milk carton.

I went to a very privileged Boarding School on the East Coast and college after that. (So yeah that’s exactly why this journal will be riddled with grammatical and spelling errors. On the days I feel good, I’ll type it out. On the days I don’t feel good it’ll be voice to text. I can not be held liable for the things Siri puts in as my “voice”. ) Graduated on a Friday and started Fleet Bank on a Saturday. I hustled my way through the midnight shift at DHL and hustled and hustled and hustled. I knew nothing except the hustle. (As I said, I’m a hot mess mom).

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