Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

One day at a time…

Double Trouble

Over an hour of wrestling, biting each others’ ear, jowl, front paws, to back paws and tug of war. They are finally ready to just rest on the couch. This is after an entire morning of ants in their pants and not sitting still. We’ve been at the entertainment since 7:30am. Breakfast kibble with banana (not their favorite). I am however a hostage in the living room – if I get up for a half a second B is on high alert. So I sit in the lazy boy and let him sleep and relax.

I feel like I over did it a bit. Not feeling my best my lymph nodes are swollen and I have a sore throat. 11 hours of just sitting with the doggos has me wore out.

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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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