Category: Wino Mom

January 17, 2018 admin No comments exist

‘Twas the night before Icegedon and all through the city, Every mom in Austin filled with self pity. Cartons of wine stored in the kitchen with care, In hopes that might dull tomorrow’s screaming there.   The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of snowy days danced in their heads. And…

October 2, 2017 admin

It was 7:15 AM.  I finished a workout, and glanced at my Facebook page for the first time today.  “My heart is with Vegas.” “Vegas, I have no words.” Then, “Worst Mass Shooting in US History.”  My heart raced, and full panic sat in.  What in the world happened last night?  And then I looked…

September 18, 2017 admin

Am I unemployed?  I sat staring at the box titled, “Job Title?”  Do I put freelance writer?  I mean “writer” is my dream job and all, but it’s not exactly like I bring home a regular paycheck by any leap of the definition.  Do I put “unemployed?”  I’ve been unemployed before.  I sure remember being…

August 4, 2017 admin

So I’m a closet adrenalin junkie.  Give me a physical or mental challenge, I love to tackle it head on.  Which also means I have the propensity to get bored very easily.  So when I became a full time stay at home mom, I was concerned about not being physically and mentally stimulated enough.  Would…

June 13, 2017 Krista Hager

“Spider! Spider!” Addy exclaimed.  Glancing over I scan the room, quickly retrieving my shoe off my foot, ready for an instant squash if it comes to that. “Oh no.” Chills crawl up my spine, and I take a deep breath.  It’s not a spider.  I really wish it was.  No this intruder is at least…

June 12, 2017 Krista Hager

My cherub cheeked baby attempts with all his might to crawl up a stair, falling backwards with a loud thump (cue siren cry). “Oh No!” Addy exclaims, “Baby Henry hungry!”  Well yep that IS usually the case for this little chucky monkey, but this particular dually noted complaint was him experiencing the oh so very…

May 14, 2017 Krista Hager

In lieu of flowers… You are everything to me.  It’s true, growing up I didn’t see you as a person with unique desires, needs, and strengths.  All your attributes were clothed in your role as “Mom” to me.  This used to terrify me to my bones.  In my eyes, you exuded selflessness, while I wore a selfish…