Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

One day at a time…

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A year ago during President’s Day Weekend, the family and I were at this exact camp ground, different sites but also sick. At the time I thought it was the flu or bronchitis – surprise, surprise it was cancer. This time it’s pneumonia. As I use the humidifier I had J hunt two stores for. Unable to sleep comfortably and having a miserable long weekend – I realize what a f*cking year. This time last year I was annoyed that I couldn’t go out because I didn’t feel well. Flash to now I know I can’t go out because I have pneumonia. But I sit and watch through the window the fire the kids built. On the other side this time was a pile of boulders which were the perfect bike ramp for kids. Yup, I watched them and when they ate sh*t I laughed. Especially the older kids. Hahaha. Come for me and judge me; I am who I am. And it’s funny a long as they aren’t majorly hurt.

This mornings one was GREAT but I was on the toilet – I only got the audio. Kid immediately screams for his Dad. “Owww it hurts. It hurts. It hurts.” Dad comes overs and says “I kept telling you not go off the ramp.” Absolutely deserved. IDGAF. That has been my weekend entertainment.

M came up with J for a night which was fun to catch up. Since I couldn’t leave she sat with me and chatted. It was nice to catch up with her in person it’s been months since I’ve seen her last. Catching up with girlfriends is truly a treasure. Especially with everyone’s crazy work, family, kids schedules – I’m amazed how any one does this because I am grateful to know the day of the week.

Camping made me sad as well. I wasn’t able to do much; I did sit in the sun when M got there. Beyond that I got to watch kids going on the ramp and some biff it lol.

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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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