Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

One day at a time…

January 2024

  • Progress, Not Perfection

    I rewatch the equalizer this evening, and within the first five minutes that was the line Denzel Washington said. I had forgotten that line. It was good the first time I heard it and it’s so applies to me today progress not perfection. Surprise! I thought it was just the routine labs, dressing and appointment Continue reading

  • Winter Break

    I took some days to myself away from posting, and just being with the family. We’re giving homesteading a try. It seems more and more processed. Foods are so prevalent that we forget to cook real food for ourselves. I love me some bacon but when you look at the ingredients there’s about a half Continue reading

  • Oh boy 2024

    I woke up this morning to find out that my dental and vision are properly enrolled for 2024, but I have no medical coverage. I have the generic you enrolled for your benefits email and now I have no medical coverage. I’m currently breathing through a paper bag and trying to figure out how to Continue reading

  • New Year, Better Me?

    My New Year’s Day morning was quiet. It was exactly what it needed to be. We all slept in until about 11:00am and J made us an incredible biscuit and gravy brunch. Now only is that one of my favorite meals but the fact that I was able to stomach it was even better. I 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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