Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

One day at a time…

Wait

Productive day today and made it on time to all my appointments. Which is shocking – I assumed I would any late to everything today. Instead I was a well oiled machine and showed up to every appointment like a hero. I won for the day.

Sometimes I feel the worst part of this whole thing is the wait. It’s the constant waiting for the other shoe to drop. S and I got into it tonight – ugly words exchanged. She is the spoiled monster that I created. I give and give and give…she takes and takes and takes. How to I blame her when it’s my fault? I created this. She’s grounded for the remainder of the week (until Sunday) she will be bored. There is plenty of laundry and home chores for her to keep herself busy. L and I sat on the couch this evening after noon to watch TV. It was nice to be together – just us. We cooked together, chatted easily…there’s a ease that we are developing. I like it. It’s comforting.

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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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